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Song: Maladie
Singer: Mauvais Djo
Label: MAYELEVRSE
Release Date: May 20, 2026
Maladie Lyrics In English Translation
Shout-out to my man Mauvais Djo
Because everybody here is so sick
Say my name (yeah, yeah)
Say my name
If your steak isn’t blond, it ain’t good nigga (yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh, Oh-oh (say my name)
Oh-oh, Oh-oh
Oh-oh, Oh-oh
Oh-oh, Oh-oh
Hands on your head (rooooh, roh, roh, roh, roh, roh)
Sickness (yeah, hands on your head)
Sickness (sickness, mamé, sickness, mamé, let’s go, hands on your head)
I think I’m sick
I find them all pretty, I find them all sexy (let’s go, yeah, hands on your head)
I think I’m sick
I find them all pretty, I find them all sexy (let’s go, wooooh, grrrrr)
Sickness (let’s go)
Sickness (yeah)
Sickness (let’s go)
Sickness (hands on your hеad)
Sickness (yeah)
Sickness (roh)
Sicknеss (yeah)
Sickness (let’s go)
I think I’m sick
I find them all pretty, I find them all sexy
Oh, my baby, put on your most beautiful dress, tonight’s saturday (roh, roh, roh)
That’s life, we’ll go shopping if you’re nice (too, too, tuah)
Don’t think I’m a kid
Don’t think I’m a kid
She has blonde hair
My baby’s the prettiest
She’s my jewel, she’s my candy, my candy
She has blonde hair
My baby’s the prettiest
She’s my jewel, she’s my candy, my candy
Sickness (yeah, hands on your head)
Sickness (let’s go, sickness, mamé, sickness, mamé)
I think I’m sick
I find them all pretty, I find them all sexy (let’s go, yeah, hands on your head, I find them all sexy)
I think I’m sick
I find them all pretty, I find them all sexy (wooh, grr)
Sickness (let’s go)
Sickness (hands on your head)
Sickness (I’m sick mamé)
Sickness
Sickness (I’m sick mamé)
Sickness
Sickness (I’m sick mamé)
Sickness
She has blonde hair
My baby’s the prettiest
She’s my jewel, she’s my candy, my candy
She has blonde hair
My baby’s the prettiest
She’s my jewel, she’s my candy, my candy
Sickness (sickness, yah)
Sickness
You’re still in my life, praise God
Even with my stomach in knots (sickness, sickness)
You were here when I was taking the bus
Now I love you more and more
You aren’t like those I defiled
Those on who I wiped myself (sickness)
You were here when I was taking the bus
Now I love you more and more
Sickness
Sickness (now I love you more and more)
Sickness
Sickness (now I love you more and more)
Sickness
Sickness
Sickness
Sickness (more and more)
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