Gambino – Donatello Lyrics
Artist: Gambino
Song: Donatello
Donatello Donatello Donatello
Donatello Donatello Donatello
Donatello Donatello Donatello
J’ai mon respect, mes cojos, Donatello
T’es rentré, mais où sont tes potos ?
J’mets les voiles comme un p’tit matelos
Qu’est-ce qu’t’as ? Tu parles seul, tu parles seul, oh poto
Tu descends en promenade, tu parles seul au grillage
Chacun sa vie, chacun son visage
De parler d’un tel j’ai passé l’âge
Trop de fils dе, j’ai pas tourné la page
Si j’ai l’paquet, j’veux plus ramassеr
Le quartier, toi, les murs t’as rasé
À 10 dans la ‘ture, tous mes potes sont gazés
Les jaloux tirent un trait, faudra tous les gazer
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Donatello, il aime la scelle, son ghetto
Il est pas aimé, les filles le traitent de salaud
Fait des tours et des tours, connaît par cœur son ghetto
Il branche que des chokes, il assume qu’il est pas beau
Donatello, il aime la scelle, son ghetto
Il est pas aimé, les filles le traitent de salaud
Fait des tours et des tours, connaît par cœur son ghetto
Il branche que des chokes, il assume qu’il est pas beau
La Mort ou la Tchétché, vaillant comme Tchétché
Il aime les p’t#ts boules, l’RS3, les gros TT
Ça peut être l’hiver, il envoie le p’tit guetter
Ça parle de lui, ça parle mal, c’est regretté
Il passe l’été, passe l’hiver à charbonner
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Donatello Lyrics – English Translation
Donatello Donatello Donatello
Donatello Donatello Donatello
Donatello Donatello Donatello
I have my respect, my cojos, donatello
Are you returned, but where are your potos?
I’m sailing like a p’tit Matelos
What is it? You speak alone, you speak alone, oh poto
You come down in a walk, you speak alone with fence
Everyone his life, each his face
To talk about such I spent the age
Too many threads, I did not shoot the page
If I have the package, I want more Ramassish
The neighborhood, you, the walls shaved you
At 10 in the ture, all my friends are gased
The jealous draw a line, will have all the gauges
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalala
Donatello, he loves the seal, his ghetto
He is not loved, the girls treat him from b#stard
Makes towers and towers, knows by heart his ghetto
He branches that choks, he assumes that it is not beautiful
Donatello, he loves the seal, his ghetto
He is not loved, the girls treat him from b#stard
Makes towers and towers, knows by heart his ghetto
He branches that choks, he assumes that it is not beautiful
Death or Chechete, Vaillant as Chechete
He loves little balls, the RS3, the big tt
It can be winter, he sends the little watch
It’s about him, it’s bad, it’s regretted
He passes in the summer, spent the winter to coal
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Gambino Lyrics – Donatello
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Release Year: 2016