DJ Bellek handles the piano
Welcome to the lounge
Bendo Bendo, Bendo na bendo
Welcome, welcome, welcome
Bendo Bendo, Bendo na bendo
Ouloulou

Igo, I spread my wings like a charo
You're going to end up on the tile
These char-clos are completely paros
They're not square, they don't have a round
Oh Manu Le Coq, oh Manu Le Coq
Why did I sell coke?
Boulbi, Champtier du Coq
My state of mind is gloomy
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)

I'm discreet like an anonymous call
Violent like an alcoholic father
This kind of track will terrorize them
Charlie Hebdo will do the review
The dentist understood the deals
This son of a snitch has a palace of justice
It's good if the brolique is true
But what's the point if the balls are fake
I'm in the hard, it's sure, since the time of the wall
We sell the pure, addicted to violence
Oh my God! I need to do a cure
When I worked hard, no one gave me anything
I can't sing, I can only hum
Who talked to you? But who honked at you?
Dressed like never before, no one knows you
Euro, dollar, we want luxury
I don't care about him he has no money
It smells like fish, get out of there
And get out of bed, without using soap
So my boys, yeah is it going or is it selling?
Knowledge is a weapon, I robbed a scholar
And if one day all this was known
It's not just Willy who will need to be saved

Igo, I spread my wings like a charo
You're going to end up on the tile
These char-clos are completely paros
They're not square, they don't have a round
Oh Manu Le Coq, oh Manu Le Coq
Why did I sell coke?
Boulbi, Champtier du Coq
My state of mind is gloomy
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)

Best came, best taro
Bif bif bif
I shoot in the head, good luck for the tourniquet
I'm a baseball bat, you're a baby seal, Brigitte, Brigitte Bardot
I made myself in the hall, I hid my joint in front of Mr. Diallo
Hello? I'm going to skin you, little bastard
Many have tried to drown me
I'm still here 20 years later
Fuck your girl, pirate seed in her bed
The Noise and the Smell is me, ask Jacques Chirac
Penchak-Silat in their mothers, asses dilate
I fucked Mexicans, ask Pierre Gignac
Fuck Verratti's salary, fuck the FAC
I'm going to Bugatti, put me one of each

Igo, I spread my wings like a charo
You're going to end up on the tile
These char-clos are completely paranoid
They're not square, they don't have a round
Oh Manu Le Coq, oh Manu Le Coq
Why did I sell coke?
Boulbi, Champtier du Coq
My state of mind is gloomy
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)

Direct in the couscous, baby I love you
It's me against all of you, it's me against them nigga
Don't play the thug, it doesn't pay the rent
And I'll do dirty, just to clean them
Don't burn the cops
Don't talk on the phone, shut up
Hello Bitch give your number
Hello Bitch give your number
Oh my God, I'm deep
Igo I see red like a Cripz
Sacrifice equals benefit
I want my biggest bitch in a heetch
Racket in the ass and
Backhand, forehands #YannickNoah
I'm in the back of the deal with my wolves we sell dope
I'm waiting for you in your parking lot, tonight I'm going to make you freak out
And if I have to light you up it's not Johnny who had the idea

Igo, I spread my wings like a charo
You're going to end up on the tile
These char-clos are completely paranoid
They're not square, they don't have a round
Oh Manu Le Coq, oh Manu Le Coq
Why did I sell coke?
Boulbi, Champtier du Coq
My state of mind is gloomy
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)
I can't drop my pants
I'm going to drop my Glock (Drop my Glock)

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