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Yeah
Ooh, yes, hey

If you're a guy from 9.2, you were the losers at the station
You take your coffees in a bar
Nanterre, you were at the bar (pah, pah, pah, pah), yeah
On the scale, you pressed late, it escapes the Sceaux police
If you see them, it's already too late (eh)
If you're a guy from 9.3, you aim, you come out of the party (yeah)
Always the con', the ppe-f', you eat a 129
Bobigny court, you ended up there as a minor
Hooded, it passes in front of the crying victim (ooh yes)
If you're a guy from 9.4, of course, you have a hookah
At night, it's Fifa tournament, minced steak and pita bread (eh, eh)
You make the bump in Vitry, window snatcher (pah, pah)
You hang out with Vicky, you want the money, the king's life (wouh)
If you're a guy from 9.5, of course, you have a competition (yeah)
You never refuse your head (no), you open a pizza or a kebab
If you're a guy from 7.8, you're nervous, you're skeptical
You invest in a little one who releases a seven-title project (pah, pah, pah)
If you're a guy from 9.1, you take the car or the train
To go to Paris, make money from the morning
It stole Saxos, if you act crazy, it jumps you (yes)
But if your sin-c' comes from Grigny, well watch out, it saves you
If you're a guy from 7.7, violence to excess
You play football, good level but you left everything dry, dry
If you're a guy from 7.5, in the suburbs, you have seven sin-c' (yeah)
Who bring you business, you have a weapon, an extinguisher

Which exit of the ring road do you take? (Huh?)
Fuck the custody, the check (fuck)
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff
The scales, you have to block them
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people (ooh, yes)

Which exit of the ring road do you take? (Pah, pah)
Fuck the custody, the check (pah, pah, pah)
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff (pah, pah, pah, Paris)
The scales, you have to block them (yes)
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people (ooh yes)
Which exit of the ring road do you take?
Fuck the custody, the check
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff (Paris)
The scales, you have to block them (ooh)
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people

If you're a girl from 9.2, that you snap in smart (haha)
Independent, who tells her friend, "come on, let's go"
The weekend, who goes out in the VIP squares
When her drunk friend who told the truth (seriously)
If you're a girl from 9.3, you have a brother in jail (yeah)
You dumped your boyfriend, he was a real bum (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You work for the family, you wear the bib
You, you want a son, you want a real laud-sa (ooh yes)
If you're a girl from 9.4, you, you work for the youth (pah)
Hundred hours in the week, always calm and serene (huh)
If you're a girl from 9.5, of course, you have the mental (yeah)
You got your license at eighteen, you bomb, you drive in ball
If you're a girl from 7.8, you're known in the sector (ah)
Big family who brings the inspector several times
Your dad, it's a hassle (huh), your brother, it's a hassle (huh)
How many times have we called you, told you to hide the stuff?
If you're a girl from 9.1, the summer, you spend it in Benidorm (dorm)
With all your pines-co while your boyfriend sleeps
If you're a girl from 7.7, you set up your little salon (huh)
Aesthetics, manicure, every day you're in heels (yeah)
If you're a girl from 7.5, the weekend, you hang out at the Arc
During the week, you're in class, you continue, you go to college
Your best friend, she's famous (huh)
You grow up, you evolve (huh)
You want likes (huh), subscribers (huh)
A manager (huh) and a community (huh, huh, huh)

Which exit of the ring road do you take? (Huh?)
Fuck the custody, the check (fuck)
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff
The scales, you have to block them
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people (ooh, yes)

Which exit of the ring road do you take? (Pah, pah)
Fuck the custody, the check (pah, pah, pah)
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff (pah, pah, pah, Paris)
The scales, you have to block them (yes)
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people (ooh yes)
Which exit of the ring road do you take?
Fuck the custody, the check
I fuck the OPJ, the sheriff (Paris)
The scales, you have to block them (ooh)
Well-prepared suburbs
There are only crazy people, only screwed up people

Eh, eh

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