David Copperfield, Sylvain Mirouf, Gérard Majax, Harry Potter, huh

Yeah, yeah, I do magic, whip their asses like a slave master
The bitches, the firecrackers stir, don't talk to me if you don't do gym
I had no more dough, not enough to buy myself a peach juice
Eyes open, clockwork orange, teeth too long, I need to put away my canines
Look at the skull, there are waves on it (socks, underwear)
A horse on it, I don't buy when there's no receipt, I wasn't born to be a senior executive
I have to tame this bitch of life, enter Paris from the South
It looks like a movie scene when I put on the overcoat
But they bite the bait, I make them disappear like Garcimore
My dick is like my wad, it can be seen even when it's almost soft
Jersey of my city on me (city on me)
The talkers and the bitches on me, bet your dough on me

Black man, I have bad luck on me (yeah)
Eventually, I lost the ying side in me (uh huh)
You want to know what the team is up to (yeah, what is it?)
Don Dada, papaya rum (yes yes yes, yes yes yes)

Don't give a fuck about making peace, apart from their joint, they won't light anything (nothing)
Bring whoever you want against my fire, they will all line up
Band of Sagittarians, we didn't just sell packets (uh huh)
Next time I cross you, you're going to kiss my laces (smooch)
Enough talk about him, I don't even know if he's on the list
We'll let the numbers talk, for now let them play the G's
They call us the Molières because in front there's only lukewarm water (tell them Doumams)
Don't confuse Muscat and Moët (yeah)

Firecracker on the belt, firecracker on my right
It was shooting in all directions

Hey, take a break, have some chocolate but no Kit Kat
The edge on my right has Kim K's ass
Fuck the pigs at customs, I doubt they'll catch me (yes yes)
Weed, cash, money, negro that's what calms me down, I told you
Take a break, have some chocolate but no Kit Kat
The edge on my right has Kim K's ass
Fuck the pigs at customs, I doubt they'll catch me (okay)
Weed, cash, money, negro that's what calms me down

Shirt, bow tie, the blue fire leaves
Already young, we were looking for cash, not Easter eggs
Determined like a young cheater who wants the BAC
I want two houses in the country, the same protection as the Pope
Friends stay, the girls leave (exactly)
Huge feast meal, look at the faces of the traitors who eat
Jesus ate with Judas on Thursday, he was crucified on Sunday
Who is this drunk negro? Started from the bottom, so close to the bar
Don't mix me up with French tuba rappers
No, I lay them down like a kush spliff
Pass the joint, long live brunch, fuck Flunch
I cut this shit like the blonde in Kill Bill
I fill my belly as soon as I get the dough
Take a break, have some chocolate

Take a break, have some chocolate but no Kit Kat
The edge on my right has Kim K's ass
Fuck the pigs at customs, I doubt they'll catch me (never)
Weed, cash, money, negro that's what calms me down, I told you
Take a break, have some chocolate but no Kit Kat
The edge on my right has Kim K's ass
Fuck the pigs at customs, I doubt they'll catch me (okay)
Weed, cash, money, negro that's what calms me down

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