B.B. Jacques
B.B. Jacques-NDSM (English translation)
[Lyrics to "NDSM"]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, my kho, I know, you miss her
Fuck, I've been shot at since I had the balls to be me
She, she wants to protect you, she lies to you
Them, they would dream of being us
22-23, wanting to save it, I skipped it, rap FR
And on the life of my mother, I would not like to be opposite
There’s no whore talking behind my back who came to tell me to my face
None (None, none, none)
You will never be able to do them without the debate opening (The debate opens, the debate opens)
Take my glitter if you can't take the throne
Babe, start the Tesla, I'm finishing the stud’, I can't take the tro-m anymore
The status, it changed
Give us the Sancerre, I felt you were insensitive
We could have lived on fresh water and Sacem

[Chorus]
But fuck his mother (Fuck his mother, fuck his mother, fuck his mother)
But I know, you miss her
Fuck his mother
I know, you miss her (I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her)
But fuck his mother (Fuck his mother, fuck his mother, fuck his mother)
But I know, you miss her
Fuck his mother
I know, you miss her (I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her)
[Verse 2]
Hey, bitch, I could've put it all in your name
I start pe-ra followed by twenty-five pilgrims and my shadow
Not silly enough to tell you "Let's love each other"
Once you break through, you become more humble
Otherwise, kind of hmar, you see nothing, fuck off
I shielded rooms by refusing to believe that they were there for oi-m
We made wishes while I was in the fountains that we weren't even left with a tip
And to say that basically I didn't want to leave anything, eh
I no longer want to see the daron in economy class
If you don't like it, unfollow me
22-23 but witnessed the phenomenon
I wanted to do you dirty
Thank God they raised us well, our mothers
When your career depends on feats, you shut your mouth
I was not surrounded, I was alone like a city rat
Me, it's not I don’t like, it’s just I don't give a fuck (Me, it’s not I don't like, it's just I don't give a fuck )

[Chorus]
Fuck his mother (Fuck his mother, fuck his mother, fuck his mother)
But I know, you miss her
Fuck his mother
I know, you miss her (I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her)
But fuck his mother (Fuck his mother, fuck his mother, fuck his mother)
But I know, you miss her
Fuck his mother
I know, you miss her (I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her, I know, you miss her)
[Verse 3]
If I let go on duller notes
Am I facing me or another whore?
I still took a crazy amount for other nonsense
Decorate the cupboard with bottles that we don’t have time to empty
We put the money from the pe-ra in lofts
I put on the bum-al what I should have put in books
Babe, see you in ten lines
Twins', put on the delay (Put on the delay, put on the delay)
She had my name on her lips
We wanted to live on art, we must have been famous
Come, we stop telling them that we are two when we are alone
Go around the city if it's late
Texts at 200 in the Goyard
Perpetuate a land
NBOW, it's not an interim company
Big, there's money sleeping