[Intro: Dadju]
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

[Chorus: Dadju]
My darling, pack your bags, we're going to leave the hood
I made a profit that we are going to invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be hungry, today I say: “Thank God”
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magical, hum

[Post-Chorus: Dadju]
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

[Verse 1: Dadju & Tiakola]
I gave my first bills to my aunties, Western in Congo
Afterwards, I changed clothes, Louis, Gucci, to feel beautiful
I dreamed of it since I was little so I bought the latest Mercedes
Get in the car, there will always be your place next to me
Like the boss of the dope spot, we have the women, we have two phones
You may be the strongest but to put you down, we have the method
She wants the ring on her finger, if I have nothing left, she will turn her back on me
I give to them without forgetting, not resentful, I'm that kind of n***a
[Chorus: Dadju]
My darling, pack your bags, we're going to leave the hood
I made a profit that we are going to invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be hungry, today I say: “Thank God”
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magical, hum

[Post-Chorus: Dadju]
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

[Verse 2: Dadju & Tiakola]
Basically, there was nothing, we only saw each other to kick the ball
Now, we no longer queue, I put on 1000 euros, it's my pants
When I say that I made money, it means everything is good
Go brief all the cops, ask them if it's my car
Ah, when there's no money, I feel bad, I feel weak
To forget all that: Jack Honey, put some back in the glass
They want my SACEM, they want my buzz, they want to kill me
No, I'm not alone, there are all my homies, there are all my brothers

[Chorus: Tiakola & Dadju]
My darling, pack your bags, we're going to leave the hood
I made a profit that we are going to invest in Africa
I know what it's like to be hungry, today I say: "Thank God" (today)
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magical, um (thank God)
[Post-Chorus: Tiakola]
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

[Bridge: Dadju & Tiakola]
There's nothing left to do here (here), I've already made my money
My darling has a nice body, permanent vacation
This is the scenario, eh, leaving the bendo, eh
Leaving the bendo, eh, that’s the scenario, eh

[Chorus: Tiakola]
My darling, pack your bags, we're going to leave the hood
I made a profit that we are going to invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be hungry, today I say: “Thank God”
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magic, hum, hum

[Post-Chorus: ensemble]
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

[Outro: Tiakola]
Tiako' the melody
Hum, hum, Dadj'
Um, um, seysey
Tiako' the melody
Hum, hum, Dadj', eh
Oh, oh, ah