Your bird, she's a caille(duck), mate
She headbutts
She smokes, she drinks, she thinks she's cok of the walk
She's nuts, she's rough, she's dodgy
She does shin-kicks, she's a caille-ra(Kaira)
Elle met des coups d' tête
Elle est dingue, elle est raide, elle est pas nette
Your woman, she's a caille mate, she's serious (trouble), mate
But seriously, everyone's sick of her,
She behaves most worst than any bloke
She thinks she's all that, she headbutts and kicks
In Stan Smithss and in tight 501s
She swaggers(drags her feet) Kaiser-Sauze-style
She pisses standing up singing 'Crime pays'
(And with wer gold teeth, she looks like she'll have us for breakfast)
She sleeps with her pitt-bulls and rottweilers
In the kitchen, she organises cok-fights
She's high, watch out for her Crew, the Lady Unit
Par-balle bodywarmers and tatoos
Worse than the Crips or the Bloods, they're always in a bad mood
They're not the *****cat Dolls, these ones, they'll cut your balls off
And the other day, someone nicked my jacket
I'm not saying it's her, but f-me, I've got my suspicions
{au Refrain}
When she hangs around with us, it's grim
I mean, this girl's got a glock
She held up a butcher for a steak
The other day, when we went out shopping
We found her wasted in the beer-aisle at Carrefour(supermarket)
I don't know why you like her, she's not sexy
When we go out, she beats up guys for the hell of it(?????)
To make a barbecue, she burnt my motor
To make up for it, she pinched my swiss watch
We can't watch tv at your place
It's always gotta be Scarface and Tony Montana OR you'd have to be Scarface to go round there ?????
'You want war?''No! There's too much war/We're sick of war!'
She scares us, you see, when she's there, we crap our pants
The guys have taken up karate, jiu-jitsu
If you meet her in the street, the best you can hope for is that she throws up on you
And have you seen the jewellery she sells
I bought some for my mother, it's not gold, it's iron
{au Refrain}
Your woman, she's too much of a caille-ra
'Eh, go on then, do you want some (lit: get angry???)
What's his problem? F! What's his problem?
I couldn't give a !
Your woman, she's too much of a caille-ra
But are you mental or what, his mother!(????????) I'm seriously pissed off!AHHH!'
I'm not gonna talk behind her back, it's not my style
Every time she meets a copper, at stake, time inside
Her back-wheels, her GSXR and her holster
Leave the officers trailing behind on the tarmac
The estate is deserted when she has her period
Yesterday, she robbed your cousin on a dustbin(??????)
Elle deal devant les maternelles (c'est abuser)
Elle est même maudite par l'éternel (Ouah !)
D'ailleurs, j' suis sûr qu'elle est impliquée dans la mort de Tupac
Quand elle se lève, on dirait Tyson sous crack
Et les mecs, elle leur fout la main au cul (Oh)
Si tu lui plais, c'est mort, elle te casse le c...
Pas d' respect, elle est comme ça
Ta meuf, c'est une caille-ra et elle nous kiff pas
Et dis-lui tout, j' m'en fous, on est à bout
Demain, je me casse au Pérou.