Lyrics:
By a bitch
It makes no sense right?
Pussy tight
I bet that bitch clench like
The jaws of life
And it ain't got no stench like
Your dirty wife
So
of times
Shaken a bit by the years on the road
And the women I've known
Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you
Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew...
tan
Rome burns as we dance cheek to cheek
Titanic's sinking but oooh do we look chic
New york city's got the hong kong flu
And I can't take my eyes off
a bit by the years on the road
And the women I've known
Rebecca, you look like the name I gave to you
Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew...
Go home,
Uh, la mia Cadillac
La mia Rolls Royce, oh, yeah
Marlboro
Blue jeans Gucci
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cowboy, mio amor
La mia puledra chic
Oh no,
drink al Deep
Zero posti chic, solo posti street
Fanno i soldi, mica i nomi, finché muori fotti la police
Sai che faccio il duro perché voglio durare
didn't send a car
Do they even know who you are?
I wear my fine couture design
If not for sale, I'm unavail'
C'est bon, c'est chic, they kiss my
mía, no es de todas
Quieres lo que tengo, se te nota
Este flow es mío, este flow es mío
Ella es una bad bitch, super chic
Adicta a la moda, fashion
Capo chic, sì, nel posto
Care mai queste lacrime, no
Fanno drip nell'inchiostro
Soli mai? Sopra un lift, ballo un liscio
Sulle fisse che disso
me chell e schiocchezz
Teng problem seri
Pecche' veng ra street
Ma tu nu me capisc
E vissut semp ndo chic bling bling
Nu va buon accusì
P
contrat
Mais t'es sa chica, sa chica love
Et t'es chic, t'es chic, amor
Et des flicks, des flicks, que faire
Il s'en fout, il a trouvé son amora
Et
d'méchants dans l'placard
Tu sais j'ai peur du noir
D'un rendez-vous bizarre
Chic et ringard (chic et ringard)
Regarderais nos têtes
Serrées, placées
y arriver on pense, on ne croit pas en la chance
Piou, piou, piou, piou, on a touché un négro
SFC Gang, c'est le plus chic des ghettos
Piou, piou,
Allez-allez, hop, hop, et bye bye
VIP pour mes gars, VIP pour mes gars
Chic pour mes dames, chic pour mes dames
Street pour les braves, street pour les
chic
Faut qu'tu m'expliques c'est
Quoi les snitchs"
"Oh, t'inquiète c'est rien"
"Allo? Allo, toujours là? Non? Bon bah eh
T'inquiète ça fait rien"
Bébé
Laisse-moi boire, mon champico
J'ai pas cours
CP1 est chic oh, y a pas cours
CP1 est chic oh, y a pas cours
(David Bouchéni)
CP1 est chic oh, y a pas cours
ma famille qui m'a validé
Ils ont négligé mon travail
Tu parles de moi, mais moi, ça va
Dans les banlieues chics, j'me pavane
Dans le ghetto, y
destino è lei
Non gioco più
Ho spento il cellulare
Regina del rock
Bambina del roll
Sei così chic
Sei tutto quello che ho
Io mi sento giù
E già da
wanna get in the zone)
If you really wanna battle, saddle up and get your rhythm
Tryin' to hit it, chic-a-tah
In a minute I'ma take a you on (I'ma take
proud
She's delicious, she is pure
She's nutritious, she's cocksure
She can cook and she is chic
And we love her wings and beak
She is tender, she
Ya lo sé, tu eres así
Ésto es chic y te divierte
Pero pensando por él
Y en el día que despierte
Vergüenza me da quererte
Y el destino ha sido cruel
Si
will always be this way
Paint the lines in gray
So, I think about nearly nothing else, still I'm on my own
Staying in ain't chic when you've got no home
your hair five times a week
You can change your name, get a little bit crazy
You can dance in the rain, rockin' secondhand chic
But I live for the day
your hair five times a week
You can change your name, get a little bit crazy
You can dance in the rain, rockin' secondhand chic
But I live for the day
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