[Intro : Black M]
I want to be escorted, ahah
[Verse 1: Black M]
I’m dazzling, all around there are only on-lookers
Akatsuki standing by, you’re just shocked, you’ve been sidelined
Everything’s in progress, the capital has its eyes on me
Hey yo, miss, put your hands up
[Pre-refrain: Black M]
They say that white people don’t know how to dance
That blacks are noisemakers *
And you, you’re going to go back home on foot
But don’t worry, things will get better
Three, two, one, zero
[Refrain: Black M]
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Three, two, one, zero
[Verse 2: Black M]
Baby, don’t call me, I’m going out, hanging up
I’ve parked the car, so the car is parked
Misguided they are, fuck the know-it-alls
I’ve got blood, cold blood for that matter, at this time there’s not much you can do
It has started, we're watching you, it’s a pity, we liked you
Without respect, we kick it off and that’s how it us
[Pre-refrain: Black M]
They say that white people don’t know how to dance
That blacks are noisemakers
And you, you’re going to go back home on foot
But don’t worry, things will get better
Three, two, one, zero
[Refrain: Black M]
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Three, two, one, zero
[Verse 3: Kalash Criminel]
I enter the club, everyone's looking at me
I saw a lovely coloured girl
She told me to dance with her
But you know me I’m too gangsta
Too thug to dance the Macarena
I prefer ndombolo, coupé-décalé
There were even cougars like Madonna
Even when hooded, I don't get bounced
If you think, that you’re tough, we’ll take you down like the Berlin wall
I strongly refrain from giving my grandmother a treat at Guerlain
Who told you that whites don’t know how to dance? Even if that’s the case it’s still irrelevant
With my skin colour, even without knowing me, you must have guessed that I surely sang at Verdun, R.A.S
[Pre-refrain: Black M]
They say that white people don’t know how to dance
That blacks are noisemakers
And you, you’re going to go back home on foot
But don’t worry, things will get better
Three, two, one, zero
[Refrain: Black M]
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Dresscode, noise
I want to be escorted, all the time
Bring it on, we’re waiting, you’re tired, get lost
Three, two, one, zero
[Outro: Kalash Criminel]
Savagery, gang
Ta-ta-ta
224, savage Guinean
Savage Zairese, 234
R.A.S