FF, 1999, FF we are far from the mark
We are far from the fool

As soon as the day declines
Everything grabs me by the balls
It's too light, constantly
Where I come from
I remain a little protected without stress
Always manage to get noticed
By my appearance or what
I can mark in the hour
And looking at the moon
Quite drunk in the car when
It's really night, I never think about the future
Well seen or not, I dance
Only with the small cuts of France
And I am welcome
Not here to seduce well-naked women
Or leave barefoot in front of my fans
Or let it be said that a fake got me good
Infamous, I want to eat a lot of quail
As agreed
My life as a dog is far from a story
But like a dog's life
The more it comes in, the further I am from the mark
I plan to have beautiful teeth
Hear people say "aya"
Luch who stays well inside
And wants money worse than IAM
Taste the good life one of these days
But it moves away from me
Like luck in cards, I don't care
As long as we have fun
Screw the controversy, man
I stay true to my image
And enjoy the world
Like those who are the same age
I seek happiness but without knowing where
And then always like a drunkard
Looking for his house at dawn
And I have my reasons, hey cuz'
Every time
Money won't make me happy
But I need a lot of it
Why hold back
Tired of imagining like Lennon
I stay agitated like kids
Deadly like Venom
It's far from over, I smash
Here, think of the Troiz'
Guess what would please me
Good millions in bundles for my leisure
Sir Don Choa in place
It's according to my desires
Money, we never get tired of it
That's the least we can say
Hey, withdraw at the ATM
Hey, a wad to kill boredom
Only attract stylish girls
Hey, never sleep at night
Hey, go screw yourself
If my noise bothers you
Don't try to sink what
We've built, I passed smoothly
Even to the most educated
It would deserve the Guinness
My thing is on the road like a road movie
I cause chaos
My music, it's my life, my pride
Admit it, bastards
What we have, come see
And what we narrate, you have to see
And what we narrate, you have to live it
In any case, we keep hope
As long as our art makes a living
Put away your gun
Here, it's not Soweto
But better to save yourself too
Early than too late
We are not all made for jail
And the hours on the sidewalk
There's surely better to do in this life
What do we know besides these troubles
And its law of series
Our brothers who eat cash from prison
But without getting rich
These little bitches who want cash
And to be called "darling"
All that is crap
Happiness, we all have a right to it
From straight guys to those who drown
Their worries in getting high like me
A better world, we believe in its existence
Our mothers wouldn't bear their cross
And in that case, what would we do?
What are your trips?
Strip poker or strip tease
Naked girls who
Come out of surprise cakes
No, I'm getting lost
Damn, if I were full of money later
I wouldn't play the nouveau riche at home
Neither coke nor caviar
I'd have my own car and no rental
The ordeal of waiting is over
After the allowances
And for the kids in the neighborhood
The pure model of success
I screw those who don't like me
And the jealousy it arouses
It's just the hope of the
Street that will resurrect and no matter all the
Efforts it will require in 1999, FF, FF
In 1999, FF is far from the mark
You know well what we think
You're far from the fool
If you think we're satisfied FF, FF
1999, FF, FF in 1999
In 1999, FF is far from the mark
Far from the mark in 1999, FF returns
For the faithful and more beautiful
In 1999, FF, FF

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