Verse 1
Hey, Akhi, hey
Murder
The inspiration comes from Amsterdam
To me it really looks like a hold up
Bring me back my glass of soda
Call me Doctor Gero
Fast as Agüero
Paris, it turns into Soweto (South Africa)
You'll have to be quick off the mark (1)
Chorus:
Hey mi amor (my love), it's a kill(2) (x2)
Por favor (please)
Mi amor por favor (please, my love) (x3)
Interlude:
But who's gonna pay the price for it? Who??
Who's gonna suffer the consequences?
So who's gonna pay the f***ing price for it?
Verse 2:
People of the posh neighborhoods won't, that's for sure
Sh*t, you put yourself into big trouble
You shouldn't have behaved like the nervous guy
We will send you up aloft
Stop your little play
One doesn't become a hero
I kick (rap) even on a tune of electro
Call me the Bullfighter
I do a special one (a special attack) for our enemies
Come to see us on stage
To y'all who where there at the Zénith(3)...
We love you!
Always surrounded by my partners:
Barack and the White to give me energy/inspiration
Catapulted to the top
Solar system
Chorus
Verse 2:
Here we are, making some noise while the FN sleeps(4)
I'm in front of the door with my brothers (5), Open the door
Open the door, O-O-Open the door
I've said: here we are, making some noise while the FN sleeps(4)
I'm in front of the door with my brothers (5), Open the door
Open the door, O-O-Open the door
Beriz(6), in the district we lack some khaliss(7)
Well in my head it's Africa
I do see the whole Wa(8) in Mali
Huh... Let's go, brother, make your Nicki Minaj have a great time
Lie to her, tell her she's got the most beautiful of all faces
Come on come on come on put some noise, put some swag, put some... aaaah
Here, you have to dance, a little step at the very least!
Bloody hell, there is some trouble as the boss says
As much as in a Paris vs OM(9)
I've gotta throw myself from atop the Seine(10)
Chorus
Interlude:
Pump pump pump pump it up, pump pump it pump it up
That's some (good) sound, you feel it, Paris Centre
That's the sound that takes back your licence
Pump pump pump pump it up, pump pump it pump it up
Don't ask who's knocking, it's the WA, it drives you crazy
In the lyrics, in the clubs, in the porsches
Pump pump pump pump it up, pump pump it pump it up
Number one, don't doubt it
Wati B aka the boat that can't sink
Pump pump pump pump it up, pump pump it pump it up
See you after the aperitif(11)...
¡Guapa te quiero! (Beauty I want you!)
Outro:
Wati B, baby
You've recongnized Gims' voice and style
Ho hey, hey lady you've recognized the style of the Wa's guys
Paname City, you've recognized the style of the Wa's guys
(Marakech) idem
(London) etc
(Abidjan)
(Lisbon)
(Dubai)
(Ibiza)
(Miami)
Please, my love (x2)
You've recognized the style of the Wa's guys
Please, my love (x2)
You've recognized the style of the Wa's guys