Madrina Lyrics in English Maes , Booba

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Madrina by Maes from French to English.

I'm still in the hood, cash wrapped in cellophane

I take back the turf, I've dodged the cops

Armed like in Palermo, dangerous though I don't look it

How many are missing when I think about my time?

Send me the briefcase, nothing but purple bills

Ketama smoked, yellow bars to calm me down

Nah nobody knows you, knows you (huh)

Nobody knows you

The madrina wants a ring on her finger

Cops on my *ss, I run in the hood

I pushed carts for coins

I'd sell hash or whatever

Bye, thanks, Madam struggle

I'm in my new whip

I'm in my new b*tch

I'm in my new war

I'm in new struggles

I cruise in a Ferrari, don't need to watch out

I'm a terrible husband, my heart's with Bagheera

The world is mine like Manny's buddy

I keep my cool like a Malian pirate

Shots rang out with zero empathy

I think I'll smash it all, I don't like what they've built

I don't like what they've built, no

The madrina wants a ring on her finger

I ride strapped, puffing this Moroccan joint

On socials you're a model

Fake, with us you're a hooker

The whip is German, the product from Sevran

The pigs won't catch me anymore

I'm out before sunrise

Every day at the foot of the block

I'm the one who shuts the trap

We sell, we sell, we empty the stock

Every day at the foot of the block

I'm the one who shuts the trap

We sell, we sell, we empty the stock

The madrina wants a ring on her finger

Cops on my *ss, I run in the hood

I pushed carts for coins

I'd sell hash or whatever

Bye, thanks, Madam struggle

I'm in my new whip

I'm in my new b*tch

I'm in my new war

I'm in new struggles

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SONG MEANING

"Madrina" throws you straight into Maes’s high-stakes street saga, where cash is cellophane-wrapped, police lights lurk around every corner, and ambition roars like a Ferrari engine. Together with Booba, the Sevran rapper boasts about purple banknotes, German cars, Moroccan hash, and a trigger-ready lifestyle that name-checks Palermo’s mafia, Scarface’s Manny, and the panther-hearted Bagheera. The lyrics are a rapid-fire diary of hustling at the block, emptying the stash, and slipping away before sunrise, all while keeping a cool head and colder steel.

At the center of the chorus stands la madrina—the “godmother” figure who keeps asking for a ring on her finger. Her repeated demand for commitment clashes with the rappers’ relentless hustle, turning her into a symbol of stability they cannot afford. The result is a song that feels both like a triumphant victory lap and a restless confession: the streets offer wealth and notoriety, yet they also demand constant motion and isolation. "Madrina" captures that tension in a gritty, hypnotic anthem that celebrates power while hinting at its price.

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