(Marcelino) The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off
I'm way too rich to get high, eh

They're not bandits, they're bitches
On my mother's life, you're going to taste hell even if you do the Salat
Fuck your aleykoum and your salam, you won't handle the lies, eh
Is this your place? Well, we're evicting you
They're only good at marrying our ex-whores
They're only good at talking about our exploits
Their oven isn't even worth an F3
We don't give a fuck if you don't like us
Your girl sucks me off in an M3
The villa is 300m2 and the garden is over 2000m2
You're just pretending to be involved
I heard you trembled at the 36 36
Your girl calls me, she sends me purple squares
I tell her, calm down, calm down

You make noise when there's a crowd
But when you're alone, you're a nice guy, nice guy
You act tough outside but inside
You don't even have a canteen, canteen
From above, you're very small
Everyone knows you're full of bullshit
Your wife spins like a top, top
She tells me, put everything, everything

The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off, yeah-yeah
I'm way too rich to get high, yeah-yeah
Don't light the fire or we'll put it out, yeah-yeah
The day you die, we'll celebrate it, yeah-yeah

The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off, yeah-yeah
I'm way too rich to get high, yeah-yeah
Don't light the fire or we'll put it out, yeah-yeah
The day you die, we'll celebrate it, yeah-yeah, eh

You have no experience, you just have big brothers
So bring your big brothers, I'll take care of them too
I'll give you a family rate, eh
You want to fight? Let me take off my qamis
If I were you, I'd back off because I'm starting to like the famas, yeah
I'm starting to like the tales because the tales buy peace
Or the most beautiful suite in the 5-star hotel
We walk past them without looking and if we come back, it's not to tase them
What's the point of holding a hazi? When you can sign the future Gazo
They're little kids who think they're big shots

If I let you live, it's a gift
Don't confuse the GS and the Fazer
If we get on your case, you'll phase out
The love of your life, I already broke her, eh, long before you

Don't confuse the GS and the Fazer
If we get on your case, you'll phase out
The love of your life, I already broke her, eh
Tell me bsahtek, tell me mazel

The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off, yeah-yeah
I'm way too rich to get high, yeah-yeah
Don't light the fire or we'll put it out, yeah-yeah
The day you die, we'll celebrate it, yeah-yeah

The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off, yeah-yeah
I'm way too rich to get high, yeah-yeah
Don't light the fire or we'll put it out, yeah-yeah
The day you die, we'll celebrate it, yeah-yeah, eh

The whore of his mother, I'm pissed off
I'm way too rich to get high
Don't light the fire or we'll put it out
The day you die, we'll celebrate it, yeah-yeah

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