I'm still led by my mother, but I want the 4x4 Lamborghini
Falling under the charm of a girl, without being bewitched
I'm used to it like Dosseh, out of tune like Valentin
The bourgeois don't care about humanity
They prefer to save the manatees
Guys, don't act tough, especially don't act crazy
They play the, they play the Bloods (yes)
Only your cheeks are red (yes)
They talk about buying the Champs (what?)
They talk about rain-té and fleas (who?)
Oh really, you're the bad guys? (You?)
I took you for the Tuches
Calm as can be, Elvira's pussy
Stop talking about me my little hermanito
It's suicidal like lying to Ciro
Or flipping off in San Siro
Salam, see you later my flea
I tease the Akrapovic in the bus lane
Salam to all the te-gues, in double hegez, but tell me "labess"

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They're stuck I pass them, I park in front of the terrace
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They're stuck I pass them, I park in front of the terrace
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I'm fine hamdoullah as long as it goes fast
It's war, I want to be buried in Valhalla
Bambino, I don't care about ending up in seven to eight
I want to fuck the ca-ca-ca with Saitama
Obviously everyone doesn't give a damn
We don't give a fuck anymore, nothing left to lose
Here the scorer makes three times the salary of an executive
And you want to make me believe that the grass is greener elsewhere
Hey, give me my check, or wallah I'll catch you
I'm always lucid, but I'm rarely sober
My enemies I finish them with a teaspoon
As sure as hell awaits the suicidal (cheh)
Front wheel in the air on streets paved with gold
It scares me, to say that being a billionaire doesn't even make you happy
In my ue-r no more love, it's like on Twitter or Tinder
Ends in orgy, it starts with little hearts

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Bep bep bep bep, bep bep bep bep bep bep
They're stuck I pass them, I park in front of the terrace
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Bep bep bep bep, bep bep bep bep bep bep
Bep bep bep bep, bep bep bep bep bep bep
They're stuck I pass them, I park in front of the terrace
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