Lyrics:
ultra chic and wars are in again
State control and rock and roll are run by clever men
Revolution's this year's thing, we're on the streets again -
a manual
Step by step booklet for you to keep
Your man in place
And out the next girls' face
Rule number 1
Never give a dude money
Girl don't be
you're just another boring bi-sexual
I met Andy Warhol at a really chic party
Blow it out your hairdo 'cause you work at Hardees
80 pounds of make up
They can use other guys
Designer clothes so chic
Bloody bottoms on my feet
It's clear as black and white
They mad 'cause I'm right
I don't wanna hear you
vai de Glock
Destrava as multilock, sem ferir ninguém eu acho chic
Ligeiro pros covarde, forte leal da minha parte
Mandrake, aplicar de Gucci,
That's right you are my king, I'ma queen
Sweet and chic 'cause we perfect
That's right, you are my king, I'ma queen
Roc tha boat we like classic
Zamba ben
Chic com'dib lei
Zamba ben
É zamba de Angola e aqui já tem também
Zamba ben
Chic com'dib lei
Zamba ben
É zamba de Angola e
know we're never gonna
止まらない
ステップアップして Let's Go!
迷わず Get some mo'
輝いて Super chic
Come on and bring it on
(Do tha' do tha' body body)
(Do tha' do tha'
je reste chic
Bitch je suis broke mais je reste chic
J'suis avec Beamer
On fait de la mauvaise musique
(De la mauvaise musique) aucun classic shit
rend si joli mon paysage
Elle me rend taré
Elle me rend fou avec son parfum Dior
Elle sent si bon, elle est chic à la mort
J'peux en dire long, sur
chic
Een rosse kloek of een brunet
Een boeredochter of een mokke van de stad
Eentje met veel relief of eentje eerder plat
Eentje van merksoem
chic-a-tah
In a minute, I'ma take-a ya on (I'ma take you on)
I'ma take-a ya on (I'ma take you on)
(Hey, hey, hey)
All my people on the floor let me see
And childhood fantasies
Help me believe
'Cause I don't want to miss any miracles
Maybe I'd see much better by closing my eyes
And I would shed this grownup skin
tailored clothes.
He's following the pollster everywhere he goes.
His teeth have all been straightened, his hair is very full.
His stupidity is hidden by
chic-a-tah
In a minute, I'ma take-a ya on (I'ma take you on)
I'ma take-a ya on (I'ma take you on)
(Hey, hey, hey)
All my people on the floor let me see
If the lady's naughty but proper
If the lady's chic-er than chic
If her escorts must wear a topper
And each man's the man of the week
If she
girl you can't send through the mails
Call me tomorrow, I want the details
Have I got a chic for you
Wait until you meet her
Have I got a chic for
a breathe then die by it
Take a chill and live by it
Fall get up and smile for it
Respect and love I'm all for it
Can't use your words that's why you died by
doesn't
Just let him have his way with her
He should have a dozen regrets by now but the
Look on his face isn't one of regret
He smothers her, gets in
chic
This documentary's lost on me
Satirical news, free energy
Mobile lifestyle, loveless sex
Independence, happiness
Oh, and no one ever knows
You're so hip
Your so chic and stylish with
That sexy little smile of your's
Tell me just how old are you
Your so chic
Painted like a candy clown
patna, my buddy, by cuzz, loud when he get 'em a buzz
My drankin' patna, my nigga, my folk, gotta drink and he got to smoke, my drankin patna
You know
fly, as the blaze gets higher
Like a samurai I master the heat technique in my best chic!
I stand by the fire, let’s get higher
I get higher, when I
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like your not really happy but you don't want to die
Like your hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
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