I live in the Lexus, and the weapon is not a scarecrow Nike press, you short ass, my mouth is full of respect On the panorama roof, pop, pop, and the ball on my stomach, pop, pop I was lost for too long, but brother, you're puking when I drop something again Gold chain arm, dead from the blood, glittering diamonds, my blood is red A few weeks off, never good, a break from the Netherlands, now I'm in the air I was away for a few days, and the guy was deceived A gentleman, Jack, and then a joint The bitch wants ***, but I don't say *** She replaced you, and you're not her friend Chile, Bilbao, Milan, London, Frankfurt, Brussels, Marseille, Zandvoort I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury The album is hot, the car is nice And make a mille with eyes alone Drunk on time, and sipping the wine On Sauvignon Blanc, and the dick is gone Brr, pow, but everything is there Brr, pow, on green or white Brr, pow, I'm not sorry Brr, pow, shopping in New York, baby, I'm in your mood I have too much in my arm, please go The U.S. is in front of us, and the Summers are behind us But we are not so born, it's okay I have never adapted to you, I come with dreams I have a man like Leoni, that's why I'm a bitch A dog has already turned you into a man, don't think you're something Because you have a Rollie now It's okay, a day with a few kicks like Papa Noé Let me tell you how much it was to come here and go I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury, I'm a jury I'm a jury, if I was in proceeding I'd see the audience clap their hands And I'll make myself a violin