Doria stars in ‘Lancôme’ from the album Petite fille. Banger MelodyZ, Doria, and ElGrandeToto write the lyrics, while they, along with Ameen Beats, prepare the music. The track opens with sharp confessions over a moody beat.
Released: February 8, 2024
Lancôme
Doria • From “Petite fille”
Lancôme Lyrics Translation Doria | Petite fille
Doria sings about chasing money to escape pain, mentioning a mother’s tears and a lonely coat as the only thing left for comfort. He compares himself to a thorn in straw, then sheds it like the Lancôme rose. One line stands out: ‘I shed my thorns like the Lancôme rose, to get a hug, there’s only my coat left.’
Comprends la joie est dans la feuilleUnderstand that the joy is in the cash,
J’suis condamnée par mon bon cœurI’m cursed by my own good heart.
Encore un autre qui veut me faireYet another one who wants to cross me,
J’ai pas manié larmes de ma mèreI couldn’t handle my mother’s tears.
J’voudrais m’noyer dans les sommesI’d like to drown in the sums of money,
Qui peut l’faire prend ma placewhoever can do it, take my place.
J’suis cette épine dans la pailleI’m that thorn hidden in the straw.
J’ai toujours foi en l’avenir et si j’y crois c’est pour nousI still have faith in the future and if I believe, it’s for us,
Même quand je pars loin, j’le fais pour nouseven when I go far away, I do it for us.
Moi, si je t’aime, pour la vie jusqu’au boutMe, if I love you, it’s for life until the very end,
Et même quand je merde, au fond c’est pour nousand even when I mess up, deep down it’s for us.
J’fais l’tour du monde, j’vois plus maman c’est pour vousI travel the world, I don’t see mom anymore, it’s for you,
Seule, dans la ville en Phantomalone in the city riding in a Phantom.
J’perds mes épines comme LancômeI shed my thorns like the Lancôme rose,
Pour faire câlin, y’a plus qu’mon manteauto get a hug, there’s only my coat left.
Aïe-aïe-aïe, faut la maille-aille-ailleOuch-ouch-ouch, we need the cash-ash-ash,
Les problèmes j’taille-aille-aillethe problems, I cut them loose-oose-oose.
Si j’roule avec toi, byeIf I ride with you, it’s a goodbye,
Michael Kyle, pour vous j’dielike Michael Kyle, for you I’d die.
Aïe-aïe-aïe-aïeOuch-ouch-ouch-ouch,
J’ai quitté cette ville pour la mailleI left this city for the cash.
Aïe-aïe-aïe-aïeOuch-ouch-ouch-ouch,
J’ai chopé cette vie par la tailleI grabbed this life right by the waist.
Bain simpleA simple bath,
Ma khouti f’Passat 8 wast Icaleçon sayeg fiddi tasawith my brothers in a Passat 8, driving with a drink in my hand.
Sougerna blasa vite fait f’rap normal 9riti passableWe secured our spot quickly in rap, your skills are just passable,
Zert chella blassa sir bzéro balle ghadi w ka n’déplaçaI visited so many places, started with zero cash, always on the move.
Hikatni massa oui, tajat madame tergatni f’classe AThe crowd hyped me up, yes, the lady came and upgraded me to Class A.
Yalelele, tmenit bonheur éternelOh Lord, I wished for eternal happiness,
Satané conteneur werrani wskh la vie, b7al wana sghir seftni l’ bebethat damn container showed me life’s dirt, like when I was young they sent me away.
Berdi makfatou mlaya, mghelef on face mrayaMy cold wasn’t cured by a blanket, wrapped up facing the mirror,
Ba kantfeker liyam Ighalya, gha 3liha ba9i mghayerstill remembering those precious days, it’s because of them I’m still feeling down.
Ah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yahAh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Solo fog dahri raya, ah, yah, yah, yahsolo with the flag on my back, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Trabajo koul night, ah, yah, yah, yahI work every night, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wast glbi kayna fire, ah, yah, yah, yahinside my heart there is a fire, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ah, yah, ah, yah, yah, yahAh, yeah, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ra7t Ibal w la playa, yah, yahpeace of mind and the beach, yeah, yeah.
Koula lil wana faya, yah, yahEvery night I’m wide awake, yeah, yeah,
Baghi ndir beaucoup maille, yah, yah, yahI want to make a lot of cash, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Aïe-aïe-aïe, faut la maille-aille-ailleOuch-ouch-ouch, we need the cash-ash-ash,
Les problèmes j’taille-aille-aillethe problems, I cut them loose-oose-oose.
Si j’roule avec toi, byeIf I ride with you, it’s a goodbye,
Michael Kyle, pour vous j’dielike Michael Kyle, for you I’d die.
Aïe-aïe-aïe-aïeOuch-ouch-ouch-ouch,
J’ai quitté cette ville pour la mailleI left this city for the cash.
Aïe-aïe-aïe-aïeOuch-ouch-ouch-ouch,
J’ai chopé cette vie par la tailleI grabbed this life right by the waist.
Lancôme Music Video
If you want to understand ‘Lancôme’, the lyrics explore sacrifice and loyalty in the grind. Doria’s French rap turns personal scars into a bold statement on ambition and love.