Draco In Your Face

I have no more limits, Juiice is no longer shy
She repeats my gimmicks when the liquid spurts out
The black woman is solid, far from being stupid
Get in the car, we've stolen the Scenic
Get in the car, we have to dodge the traffic
They want the recipe but the formula is magic
Bamboo in my glass, negro fuck your gin tonic
Juiice is the best, yeah Juiice is iconic
What do you know? While you're talking we just keep moving forward
Make money, there's never enough
It's not a cokehead with his nose in the coke who's going to advise me
I do it for my brothers, at the bottom of the block or in building C
It's time to celebrate so I raise my glass
To my fucking thugs whose salary will never be taxed

Pockets full of weed, I've made them addicted
You have to pay my debt or I'll crush you like a cigarette butt
Break the jackpot, and give your girl my number
You're hiding from the taga and you're puffing out your chest, always in the game
They're lazy, fuck a fiancé
In the country in rap, my career financed
I've thrown the dice, yeah my future is sealed
The girl from Boissy, I am the hope of Massilly
End my days on a beach in Assinie
For now pretty girl, not assigned
All because the victim is going to complain
Body and mind, girl we end up wrecked
The doctor will prescribe her days of ITT
I can't even explain to you what I'm affiliated with

I have no more limits, Juiice is no longer shy
She repeats my gimmicks when the liquid spurts out
The black woman is solid, far from being stupid
Get in the car, we've stolen the Scenic
Get in the car, we have to dodge the traffic
They want the recipe but the formula is magic
Bamboo in my glass, negro fuck your gin tonic
Juiice is the best, yeah Juiice is iconic
What do you know? While you're talking we just keep moving forward
Make money, there's never enough
It's not a cokehead with his nose in the coke who's going to advise me
I do it for my brothers, at the bottom of the block or in building C
It's time to celebrate so I raise my glass
To my fucking thugs whose salary will never be taxed

And I swear to you in reality, they're not strong
When you bend the prod without making any effort
I gotta choose my lean in my cup
Yeah I gotta choose lean in my cup

What do you know? While you're talking we just keep moving forward
Make money, there's never enough
It's not a cokehead with his nose in the coke who's going to advise me
I do it for my brothers, at the bottom of the block or in building C
It's time to celebrate so I raise my glass
To my fucking thugs whose salary will never be taxed

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