Yeah, Fouiny, Lartiste
Dar Beida

Please my beauty, signal the waiter
All our glasses are empty, empty, empty
Waking up at three in the afternoon, sorry I didn't call you back
But no one validates you-idates you-idates you
You liked the waitress, you didn't leave a tip
Because your pockets are empty, empty, empty
I'm leaving here, I don't have time to talk
Sorry I'm in a hurry, hurry, hurry

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

They wanted to test us, bro now they're screwed
I always pay my debts like a Lannister
My guys hold the road with or without mis-per
I don't forget my lyrics except in front of the inspector
I'm in everyone's mouths like Al Fakher
A revelation like my buddy Fékir
I know you didn't see me because there's a wall of bottles
We're not sellouts but we know everything has a price, big

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

You don't believe in ghosts anymore, except those on Snapchat
Call in two-two, I arrive in 4x4
Fuck mountaineering, I drive an Escalade
I'm in the VIP corner, it's crazy
Bro I meet a girl, she seems confident
She tells me "my name is Mandarine, I'm good, I'm beautiful"
The girl is orange, she drank a bottle
She tells me "no I don't drink, it's halal champagne"

Please my beauty, signal the waiter
All our glasses are empty, empty, empty
Waking up at three in the afternoon, sorry I didn't call you back
But no one validates you-idates you-idates you
You liked the waitress, you didn't leave a tip
Because your pockets are empty, empty, empty
I'm leaving here, I don't have time to talk
Sorry I'm in a hurry, hurry, hurry

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

We serve the girls without talking much
And the showcase is sold out
I leave before the second verse
I end the night in my coupe

We serve the girls without talking much
And the showcase is sold out
I leave before the second verse
I end the night in my coupe

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

You're pathetic, don't make a scene
Your party is lame, sorry we're not staying
There are no fighter jets, only Vespas
You need to put filters on them, like on Insta'

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