Oh là là, Shaz
And I spin

And I spin, spin, spin around the globe
But I come back to the block, but I come back to the block
And I've seen them leave in turn, in turn, in turn
I miss the good old days, I miss the good old days

The memories, the photos, the food, yeah, that's all we have left
That's all we have left, that's all we have left
And we spin, spin, spin, spin, spin around the globe
We come back to the block, we come back to the block

Cartier glasses, buddy, I saw it all coming
The resin, the little gloved ones in the car
They stay in the hood, they no longer run after the bus
They manage the hazi on the spot, mom cries, it makes us mature
We fight back
It's either that or we go crazy
Only under vodka-Red' we forget everything
All in the shit, we feel better when we make money
The back and forth in 'son, if you're wanted, you go to the bled
The civilians who make their rounds even when there is R, they spoil the party
The neighbor from two wants to move but everywhere I think it's the same
I haven't traveled the world but I know very well who loves us

And I spin, spin, spin around the globe
But I come back to the block, but I come back to the block
And I've seen them leave in turn, in turn, in turn
I miss the good old days, I miss the good old days

The memories, the photos, the food, yeah, that's all we have left
That's all we have left, that's all we have left
And we spin, spin, spin, spin, spin around the globe
We come back to the block, we come back to the block

Eh, to see another landscape, to pause the image
To tear away even without luggage, the enemy is loaded
But we are afraid of taking off, we only know one environment
The street and its too wild laws, it stinks of danger
The neighborhood is the landmark and we ponder
The view of the sea, the smoke towards the sky
Stuck in the Golf 7R, that's the life we lead
For it to go to war, it only takes a spark
Football, music have saved a lot of people from the hess (I swear bro)
Too many buddies are missing from the class photo
Even if I wear Versace or Hermès, I remain the same Comorian
And I spin

And I spin, spin, spin around the globe
But I come back to the block, but I come back to the block
And I've seen them leave in turn, in turn, in turn
I miss the good old days, I miss the good old days

The memories, the photos, the food, yeah, that's all we have left
That's all we have left, that's all we have left
And we spin, spin, spin, spin, spin around the globe
We come back to the block, we come back to the block

And I spin
And I spin

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