Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-whore
Wh-wh-wh-whore, whore, whore, whore, whore
Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-whore, whore, whore
Wh-wh-wh-whore, whore, whore (PVBZ on track)
Whore, wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-whore, whore

Right in the middle, cousin, I aim for the hole
I put two kilos of coke in your little pussy
Bitch, I come out with a crazy hard-on
While big sluts pull my dick (whore)
Chilling, I roll a joint standing up (roll)
I won't smoke your weird weed (no)
You have the same shoes as Krusty the Clown (whore)
Son, don't listen to what the jinn says (wow)
High as Kurt Cobain, I fuck top models
Or majorettes all night in the hotel
It will smell like pollen, Moroccan style filter
I slit a warthog's throat, I don't want any problems
It's true that I'm dishonest, I don't recognize your faces
Under the halogen lamp, I sweat my shirt, dude
I send hadokens and mayonnaise
Marjolaine's pussy and Faudel's anus (wh-wh-wh-whore)
I'm the final boss, the ultimate king of the night
Rain of female ejaculation coming from this whore who drinks lean
Survivor of hell, as you can see, I navigate
In troubled waters with the pirates, the ship
In my spinach, I need butter (butter)
We fuck the judge and then the prosecutor (whore)
I'm the artist, I'm the producer (suck)
Suck my reproductive organ quickly (whore)

We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
Dude, you're not up for it, you're pathetic
We don't listen to your tracks, you have no ethics
I leave you in a mess, now, lick my dick
We follow your trail, dude, you're out of your depth against the trapeze artists (whore, whore, whore)

Suck my dick like Pascal OP (Pascal OP)
My shit is like play-doh (play-doh)
My money, don't try to steal it (wh-wh-wh-whore)
Or your whole team will run (baw)
A.L.K.P.O.T.E. in the boulevard
You can see it's the devil who opens the ball
We cut you in half and shoot your skull
If I move, it's only for the cash
When the wind will blow, I will be far away (far away)
I light a mega joint, dude, my meat is well done (whore)
I have to cut the product and package everything
Today is the day my zombies will go on a mission
All these fucking rappers are privileged
I'm going to confiscate their gold records, no kidding
A horrible pervert, I'm just a horrible pervert
I've committed too many sins, alas, I've committed too many sins
The police are watching me and I've seen the police watching me
I'm lobotomized, I've fucked them too much (whore)

We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
Dude, you're not up for it, you're pathetic
We don't listen to your tracks, you have no ethics
I leave you in a mess, now, lick my dick
We follow your trail, dude, you're out of your depth against the trapeze artists

I arrive in this whore doing a wheelie
Anyway, I will have a short career
I drink female ejaculation that tastes like beer (splash)
My daily dose of drugs has decreased (whore)
I escape from this shitty mousetrap before I end up killed (Tunisian)
If I fuck witches of all colors
Pussies, cauliflower anuses
I record at Bunker studio
Emperor Gainzbeur, the cutter (wh-wh-wh-whore)
I don't care what is stipulated, to destroy you, I contribute (baw)
I only fuck your little ass and I reconstruct it (there)
Alk fucks the amp, MC you have dysentery
You write dime rhymes
I run my hands through your hairdo
I undress you, I'm very skilled, no time to show off
Violent pervert and sadist, a bit gothic and metallic (whore)

We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
We are the kings of the trap
We are the kings of the trap, the trapeze artists
Dude, you're not up for it, you're pathetic
We don't listen to your tracks, you have no ethics
I leave you in a mess, now, lick my dick
We follow your trail, dude, you're out of your depth against the trapeze artists

Wh-wh-wh-whore
The cream, the nectar, the hit, the premium
The thick concentrate
Zok omkom lqḥab

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