Bobo lyrics In English Translation
We Kill Or We Injure
I’m Known Among Them For Trafficking In Cess
Several Thousand, God Hurt
It’s The Cemetery, The Prison Or The Chair
You Have To Come And Send The Packages
Poto Receives, Goes Back To The Portico
You Know Little One Under The Sea
When They Are Punished They’re Becoming Nice
I’ve Been Around The World But I’m Coming Back To My Iron
They Were Waiting For Me Around The Corner
But These Whores Couldn’t Do Anything To Me
Only Ailments, I’m Getting The Machine Back
It’s Too Late To Say Forget It
There’s The Motorbike, You Know We Turn It Off,
It’s Here, There’s No Staging
Baby, Oh No, Go Shopping, Never Let It Go
She Says No, No, Baby No, No
I Dreamed Of Leaving The Zone,
Today I Say To Myself That’s It
I Did Things Wrong And Made Mistakes
That Brought Me Back To Cayenne
I’m Counting The Dividends Again,
My Darling I’m Just Messing Around, Yeah, Yeah
It’s An Obvious End If I Put Your Name On The Notebook
You Know I Have To Shock Them, The Ken On Shatta, Shatta (Sia)
I’m Crumbling It On His Ass, I Turn On A C4, C4
V12 Automatic, From The Box It Starts Normally
Profits In The Trunk And I Have My Handgun, Khabat
I Have Been Around The World But I Come Back To My Iron
They M Were Waiting Around The Corner
But These Whores Couldn’t Do Anything To Me
I Got The Machine Back, It’s Too Late To Say Let It Go
There’s The Bike, You Know We Turn It Off,
It’s There There’s No Staging
Baby, Oh No, Go Shopping, Never Let Her Down
She Says No, No, Baby No, No
I Was Dreaming Of Leaving The Area Today
I Say To Myself That’s It
I’ve Done Wrong And Made Mistakes
That Brought Me Back To Cayenne
I’m Counting The Dividends, My Darling I’m Just Mailing
It’s An Obvious End If I Put Your Name On The Notebook
Summary
The lyrics depict a narrative of a persona involved in a criminal lifestyle, discussing illegal activities such as drug trafficking (“trafic de cess”), facing potential consequences like death, prison, or the electric chair. The narrator reflects on their global travels but always returning to their criminal ways (“mon fer”). Despite facing scrutiny and attempts to thwart them, they remain resilient and continue their illicit operations, acquiring profits and maintaining an arsenal of weapons.
The refrain emphasizes their determination to persist in their lifestyle despite any setbacks or attempts to dissuade them. The lyrics convey a sense of defiance and acceptance of the risks associated with their choices.
