Flying Blue Lyrics (English Translation)– La Fouine & L2B
[Intro]
Ban-, Banlieue Sale Music
Biggie Jo On The Beat
Ban-, Banlieue Sale
[Chorus: IDS]
It’s a holiday, they’re sulking, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
Flying Blue, Flying Blue, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
[Verse 1: La Fouine & D2]
Boun—, Boun—, Bounce, baby’s rebounding,
I was in the Shtar with the guys from Bondy (For real).
To my left, to my right, there are bandits (For real),
The ones who put you on a chair, eyes blindfolded (Pah, Pah).
And the ski mask isn’t just for Mardi Gras (‘di Gras),
What do you want? Filtered, pure (Du Gras).
What do you want? A zip, some hero’ (D’l’héro’),
I smoke a joint, the kids do wheelies.
I fall asleep in a G-wagon, I have dreams of homicides,
78, Bois-d’Arcy and I end up at home.
I just smoked at least two missiles,
I feel like I’m two Messis (Two Messi).
Ids, D2, 2004, I was already robbing Ed.
You got caught for barely two G’s, they get put in L2, we’re L2B.
I’m squared up, I don’t remember the night, I’m on Ruinart.
I always got my gold [chain] in my mouth, you might see me in a Velar.
Sometimes I forget I’m known, I walk alone through Paname.
These kids know my gang, for life, for death, the gang, the gang.
[Chorus: IDS]
It’s a holiday, they’re sulking, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
Flying Blue, Flying Blue, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
[Verse 2: D2]
Make ’em uncomfortable, when Sarkozy’s around, if my Nintchs are here, it’s not to talk.
I stashed a Nine in the cosy, proximity near one, for the files.
I’m gonna eat [?] not for the front, they don’t have a euro, so they want my life.
I pull up in a Velar, yeah, we shine so hard, we shine so hard,
It’s not even my birthday (I’m with Laouni).
[Chorus: IDS]
It’s a holiday, they’re sulking, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
Flying Blue, Flying Blue, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
[Verse 3: IDS]
I got stacks all blue, all green (Toutes Vertes),
[?] Yellow like my cons’
The bail is a house back in the bled (Au bled),
The potion is the apple-green syrup.
I didn’t do it for the buzz, I pull up all in B’s, Bang, chain [?],
Gang, since the Ds, I stay at the Tess.
[Chorus: IDS]
It’s a holiday, they’re sulking, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
Flying Blue, Flying Blue, everyday it’s very good.
I see my Tess’ through the porthole, stackin’ up miles on Flying Blue.
