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Quebonafide - Quebonafide Cest La Vie English Translation Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No more spot for my tats so I’ll just put it on the tracks
It’s the fourth time this year I visit Paris
Such a kiddo in such a ride, bet mommy and daddy gave him that
Such a kiddo in such a ride, now that is capitalism
Such a hoodie, do you prefer Lanvin or Balmain
No fucks given to the brand, no sir no madam, girl
Hang on, is this Yves Saint Laurent or Cardin
All my rags are made in France
This ain’t no Diverse, I’ll just grab some food down the Champs-Elysées
So if you just wanna, you know, get closer then um… don’t bring no Reserved
What? What? What? What? Darling I’ll give you anything, really, Even Coco Chanel
Where I’m from in such moments we say “Shit, screw it” (Shit, screw it!)
Not even Shazam knows what’s being played
Then she turns around, and for a goodbye, spits this cold prolonged

[Chorus]
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Speak to me like that missy blogger
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Once again I feel like screwing fashion
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Andre Andersen, not Stussy, Obey
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Now I’m blazin’ with some art on my Off-White
[Verse 2]
I wear no Boss, no Gucci, no Louis, sorry
You’ve a problem, ah right, cause your boyfriend has crush on Tommy
And wears some old Diors, looks like it’s from the sale
Babe it’s all good, no need to tune up
To look like a puss, cause my team
Gets in like a drop from Supreme
No logo or other shit – as long as you chill
I’m not like Vogue or your Look (voilà)
I’m an easy rapper, wave after wave but I chatter in another way
I’ve MISBHV or some Swedish Acne in my locker
You’ve DHL for a few packets, yeah sure
It ain’t about Vetements
I’d give you a heart just like Comme des Garçons
I’d drive my benz to Mount, I’d eat the French bread
And be a sorrowful rapper coz my records ain’t going, bitch
Cause you pay attention to the silliness
Yet you pay no attention to the things
I wear it as it goes, but these shoes with that hoodie is just overmatching, so

[Chorus]
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Speak to me like that missy blogger
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Once again I feel like screwing fashion
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Andre Andersen, not Stussy, Obey
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
Now I’m blazin’ with some art on my Off-White
[Outro x2]
You put Rick Owens tag on your Instagram
Even though this coat is nothing more than a bin
The worst is, this ain’t over yet
You’ve got fake Yeezes, but nevermind

[Chorus]
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie