Good evening to the Republican mayor of Rillieux
So your town, as we know
Was the scene of urban violence last Friday
Several vehicles set on fire
Urban furniture destroyed, law enforcement forces

I've smoked too much, I'm starting to get agitated
She's at the HQ, she's agitated
Before, I'm going to sharpen all my abilities
Then I smoke her and make her chatter
Like with a Viva City
Coconut hit if you roll the dice
I put the coke, go ahead take the C2
Call your girlfriend, come both of you
But be careful, can't you see I'm blue
All your vices, don't worry I know them all
You're not going to smoke on my stuff
So, don't put your feet in the box
You can see I'm leaving
We'll meet there, you're going to freak out
There will be so many nipples it will surprise you
At the beginning of the evening you'll be so wasted
You're going to pass out, dude, don't mess around
But that's not my problem
We need to get another bottle
Good night, I end up on a boat
I arrive with "Hello, how are you my beauty?"
I hope I didn't miss you too much
I just drank a little but I'm not mean
You're not the most beautiful, your guy lied
I want to know what you're doing here at 2 in the morning
Yeah, you surprise me, it's you who attracts me
And it's not my fault
I'm overexcited, I can't stop cumming
She's been staring at me for a while
I think she imagines I'm going to plug her
I'm in all the plans
You shouldn't have shown us your stuff
We had you followed in your hotel
I have butterflies hidden under my coat (spash, bang, bubu, binks)
Why didn't I follow the arrows
In my head I have flashes
I think I lost all my money
All my smoke, light a damn flash (splash)
On the road I see the flash
I finish my third flash
I run the light and it's on me that she flashes
To you and your friends they said they weren't sluts
To my friends they said they were all sluts
You'll never see me making music for sluts
(You fucked everything up for R, you slut)
It's not salads, she loves bastards too much
If it's good you're going to blow your salary
Only dirty we do sweet and sour
In the bre-cham your bitch has her ass in the air
The fucking mother, when do I stop?
Not today since I still have bars left
Lean, adrenaline, I have a hard-on
Only rats under the hood we sweep you away
Yeah, I don't give a fuck, it's hot like in Florida
The atmosphere is torrid I barely touched you
I know guys who know guys
Who come to kidnap your girl, they're all in Fleury
You bastard, what did you think?
We're the thugs you're going to get cleaned up
Stop barking you can't afford it
Better not see each other twice in the same evening
I'm not your darling
You scare like people who do voodoo
I didn't do anything but evil follows me like a puppy
Oh yes, I forgot, nice to meet you, my name is Buubuu (Bubububu)

(Yes, yes, yes)
(In my head I have flashes)
(Light me a damn flash)
(You see the flash, I finish my third flash)
(I run the light and it's on me that she flashes)

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