Yeah yeah
Biggie Jo on the beat
I know you're better in my arms
I'm making the tens, we meet in the dark
I want you without making an effort
Most of my time in the oven
We lie to each other but it's better that way
Don't act like you didn't know
Who wants my bread, who wants my skin
Of course the car has several exhausts
Lots of money in my Balmain jeans
Your plan falls through
You know I'm not here to talk
I hold the bag of dope like a baby
I'm sure she can't take it anymore
The cops are on our tail, we leave no traces
My heart pushes you away, I place the dope
Stay peaceful or I'll pull out the Glock

I'm in the back of the building
I count the cash in hand
I'm on the roof of the building
I see the cops in the distance
I'm in the back of the building
I count the cash in hand
I'm on the roof of the building
I spot the cops in the distance

Yeah yeah, so much
In the city there are so many
So many, so many, unmarked cars there are so many
So many, so many, the lookout is overwhelmed so much
So much, all this for his bitch and to run away to Thailand

I'm in the back of a car in the 20th district
Operational, call me for a mission
And the buddy comes out semi, on one leg he took it
My friend go slowly or you won't be of this world anymore
If only you knew how the bastards from my place light up badly
We're going to get involved, get involved for less than 5000e like a manga it's going to animate
I'm with a Guinean in the Benz
Slave ships they drowned my peace
With vodka I burned my wounds
We're going to take everything without saying please

I'm in the back of the building
I count the cash in hand
I'm on the roof of the building
I see the cops in the distance
I'm in the back of the building
I count the cash in hand
I'm on the roof of the building
I spot the cops in the distance

Yeah yeah, so much
In the city there are so many
So many, so many, unmarked cars there are so many
So many, so many, the lookout is overwhelmed so much
So much, all this for his bitch and to run away to Thailand

Not just a story of feelings
Cash money I come home late
Always in the back of the building
If the cop takes me I won't come back
I have the AK-47 smoking on the tea
10:30 pm on the field
The lookout on the roof like an antenna
Dirty money fuck your temp job
Mini 22, 9M on the table
No fingerprints 0 bacteria
Baby girl is tired of kilograms
We go round and round like in the ring road

I take off the hood, the gloves
Million and I'm going to drop it
I take off the hood, the gloves
For you I'm not going to drop it
I take off the hood, the gloves
Million and I'm going to drop it
I take off the hood, the gloves
For you I'm not going to drop it

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