Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
My darling, pack your bags, we're leaving the street
I've made some profit that we're going to invest in Africa
I know what it's like to be hungry
Today, I say "Thank God"
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magic, hmm
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
I gave my first earnings to my aunts, Western in Congo
Then, I changed clothes, Louis, Gucci, to feel beautiful
I've dreamed of it since I was little so I broke the last Mercedes
Climb a little in the car, there will always be your place at the back
Like the boss of the oven, we have the women, we have two bigos
You may be the strongest but to extinguish you, we have the method
She wants the ring on her finger
If I have nothing left, she will turn her back on me
I give them without forgetting, not resentful, I'm that kind of guy
My darling, pack your bags, we're leaving the street
I've made some profit that we're going to invest in Africa
I know what it's like to be hungry, today, I say "Thank God"
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magic, hmm
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
At the base, there was nothing
We only met to play ball
Now, it's no longer a queue
I put on 1000 euros, it's my pants
When I say I made money, it's all good
Go brief all the cops, ask him if it's my car
Ah, when there's no money, I feel bad, I feel weak
To forget all this, Jack honey, put it back in the glass
They want my SACEM, they want my buzz, they want to do me
No, I'm not alone, there are all my friends, all my brothers
My darling, pack your bags, we're leaving the street
I've made some profit that we're going to invest in Africa
I know what it's like to be hungry
Today, I say "Thank God" (today)
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magic, hmm (Thank God)
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
There's nothing left to do here (here) I've already done my job
My darling has a nice physique, holidays on a permanent contract
It's the scenario, eh, leaving the bendo, eh
The bendo, eh, it's the scenario, eh
My darling, pack your bags, we're leaving the street
I've made some profit that we're going to invest in Africa
I know what it's like to be hungry
Today, I say "Thank God"
It's not Paris but the credit card that's magic, hmm
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
I love the melody, hi
Hmm, hmm, Dadju, hey
Hmm, hmm, seysey
I love the melody, hi
Hmm, hmm, Dadju
Oh, oh, ah

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