(Oy, oy, oy) and the way you count says a lot (says a lot)
The tow truck will pay for my first record (my first record)
And it's debiting, and it's debiting
Nothing but profits, have to make sacrifices
We prioritize the twenties, decrease the tens
The bottles are decreasing, the bundle is growing
It's too cold, the taga hardens
I can't roll anymore, I have to go in the car
If you're my bro, it's better if I push you nothing
Better not let money get between you and me
(Between you and me otherwise, it's screwed)
Because if you don't pay me, what are we going to do?
Basically, you're my brother, basically, you're my blood
Plus, my mom really likes your mom
(Plus, my mom really likes your mom)
But I won't hesitate to ring your doorbell
And I roam in my iron, xenons on the headlights
When I start, it's fire, I burn all the lights
I pass in front of the station, I excite all the crazy ones
I make more noise than the cars in Fast and Furious
With each new clip, a new bimbo
At the same address, I'm at the Novotel
When I'm in the city, black guy hooded
In case a fan takes a picture of me

I'm in a dirty, filthy bendo
Where there are spit everywhere on the ground
But we make the same turnover as the president
Cigarette butts everywhere, bottles of Jack
Next to the elevator, it stinks of shit
Welcome to building 7, my environment

I'm in a dirty, filthy bendo
Where there are spit everywhere on the ground
(Where there are spit everywhere on the ground)
But we make the same turnover as the president
Cigarette butts everywhere, bottles of Jack
Next to the elevator, it stinks of shit
(Next to the elevator, it stinks of shit)
Welcome to building 7, my environment

I'm in a dirty, filthy bendo
Where there are spit everywhere on the ground
(Where there are spit everywhere on the ground)
But we make the same turnover as the president
Cigarette butts everywhere, bottles of Jack
Next to the elevator, it stinks of shit
(Next to the elevator, it stinks of shit)
Welcome to building 7, my environment

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