Ahouu, Kataga
Hey, come over here, come over here
It's the return, YougataYou
The big Bad You

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

You, I'm going to make love to you and then I'm going to fuck you
In all kinds of special positions
I'm all slougui I'm going to spank you
With the strength of a Spartan
I have to put on my ste-ve
Your gaze is so icy
Heading to the 7th heaven, get on my spaceship
You, I won't touch you, you stink too much
You played the beauty, fuck your grandmother
Think about my dick and finger yourself
Curse your mother and shut up
Hey, look at my Rolex
It's 11pm and they all want me to fuck them
But I won't do it because

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

Ok it's hwaa I'm going to fuck up the da3wa
In all your fucking parties
I'm with my band of bastards
Give me a soft kiss
My name is Yougataga
So pretty like you know
They want a lot of vodka
No, today give me (?)
When I think back to the struggle
It seems like our XXX
Marbella the fucking mother
Every night I waste your salary
Crystal, Widow Moet, or Dom Perignon
It's true that money makes you cute
It was just a keh I pull you by the bun
Fuck your mother you and your opinion
I want money more than I know what to do with
It seems like hell here
Yet I swear I didn't dream of this
(?)

Today life has changed
Now it's time to eat
I represent the foreigners
Yeah when I touch the mic it's danger
Fuck who is she what is this sway
Who is this bomb that triggered me
It's in her gaze that she made me dive
Turn up the sound make the DJ enjoy
I want to sing as loud as possible
To show her what I'm capable of
She came she robbed my heart
Tonight I'm putting her in custody

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

But what do I care about your lives
The haters and the boycotters
But what do I care about your lives
The hypocrites, the suck-ups
But what do I care about your lives
The sluts and the kids
But what do I care about your lives
Curse your whole lineage

But what do I care about your lives
But what do I care about your lives

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