(Shiruken Music)

I write the text, it's 6 o'clock, it's my sleepwalking side
Love never makes you blind, especially when there's money in sight (oh yeah)
You weren't there in the re-guee, when I was fighting for my due (no, no, no)
I wouldn't piss in your mouth, even if your lungs were burning (pah, pah, pah, paw)
Very quickly we hold on, transformation like Haussmannian
I've never seen a good nightmare, here the little ones say, "we have toss-ma, come"
I pilot like O'Connor, those bastards end up at the physio
There's a novice shouting thief, there's a bandit right at the counter (brrt)
You need to let go brother, V12, I smoke like a Jamaican
I have green cash, oh brother, lahister

I want the Purosangue, don't confuse, we couldn't look alike
It sells pure without bleh, in the can I had to re-ash
I'm not into the techno parade, wesh, but how are you so technical?
In the end, we all end up paranoid but screw it, we do it again
Champagne to taste, there's everything, amigo, me qué gusta (rah)
I finished the Grey Goose, I'll make the V12 scream, late (grr)
Engraved like a graffiti, don't act old, I've never seen anyone scratch as much (never)
To score, I place myself in the center, need to empty the bladder, so I park here

I have a few apartments to furnish, charger that looks like reblochon (ooh, like reblochon)
Dirty, we do, with my hot black and Arab friends (pah, and my hot Arab friends)
You want to make money? You can't, you don't know how to lose (han-han)
You don't know how to lose (han-han) it's dead, you can't make money

Lossa, who do you want to taunt? Timal, it's the Parc des Princes atmosphere (ah)
On the field, I scored quickly, coño, not matrixed by some eins-s
I cut live from the lab and I skid like Sébastien Loeb
A bit of coke, a bit of gelato, we won't leave without the gold

R.R. Phantom
The business is square like Place Vendôme

I need the R.R. Phantom
I need the Fiji islands
Organized field, they flee when there are ten villains here
I could have opened your heart but you're being difficult
The tank recharges at -1 but the field is never in deficit

I need-I need the R.R. Phantom
I need the Fiji islands
Organized field, they flee when there are ten villains here
I could have opened your heart but you're being difficult
The tank recharges at -1 but the field is never in deficit

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