Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style
Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style

If you're looking for me behind, big, I'm not there anymore
I'm on the right, I'm burning, big teh for my all green
Big meat, I don't eat spinach
Big reptile, I go fast, lo bitch hands me her kwer
I smile so no cinema
I'm inside, she inhales, breathes
Not with her when she takes cocaine
I fuck her in a corner of the capital
She loves my body so I lie
I'm a guy from the struggle, I'm a parent (I'm a parent)
She loves my look not too deter' (not too deter')
I have to dodge hell, how am I going to live up there? (I'm going to live up there)
Chilling in the room with three warm bitches
The Devil wants to give me signs, big pirate I am, come aboard
And follow me in the conquest of great treasures (conquest of great treasures)
When I call her, it's because I'm at the door
She loves when the room ends up in disorder
Often slumped on the couch when lo bitch sucks me
I give her her rounds then she falls asleep
In the morning, I leave, no message, I run away
But I think she didn't agree

Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style
Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style

Choices, I stay lucid ('cide) I have to attack like Roshi
Paris is very magical, without kichta, it's very tragic
Yesterday in the binks, normal evening (yeah)
Lots of beautiful women really not bad
A fine fashion, with her in the bre-cham
Provided there is her friend, it's very mean
Cock in her throat, even after, I love to French kiss
Even when the music is loud, I hear Larosh
She tells me it will remain our secret
Go ahead, wet the bed, here, everything is private
There are guys in front of the TV
Askip there are their cousins, we are too strong
So we took the tools, they saw the whole team
Of course, I close the TV, hum, hum

Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style
Lots of champagne in the binks (hey)
Girls in the room, there are five
Mixed race kisses white to swallow my sons
Kich' in the pocket, in the city, it's the style

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