Do you think she would have taken the RER and I would take her on the Metro
She wanted big cars to beat her up in front of all her friends
My friends warned me , said to me: “The Weasel, Hendek You want a
bomb you need the wallet that goes with it”
So I needed more fresh than the day before because on the table you
need to be careful As I don't have any Paid protect your back because crime pays
I rip off the locusts I burn with coal
I forget everything for her smile, even the guys dressed up under the balcony
I fell for her, no more houses, no more Eiffel Towers, no more greenbacks
She has a look that kills, the revolver look
My brother understands that with a girl like that on your arm
You can't tell him "My darling this evening I'm inviting you to Kefta" »
It was my best, my number one, my best of the best doesn't come tested
I lay on my back she did the rest
Clic Clac click click handcuffs what the hell is this?!
I tell you in the end I fell for her
When you're locked up we won't be able to talk anymore, me I'll love you
You'll always be on top
Impossible to forget this whole past year... For me it was him...
You will always be on top
I would like it like before with or without money
You will always be on top
Stop your questions
Stop your questions
I prefer to be poor with my miss in a cell and poorly accompanied
Paid deposits to wholesalers and talked D-kiss
Sitting in my cell I read your letter to on the edge of the abyss, on the edge of drama
The pen cries my (notebook) Opens You are in tears
At home we hide our feelings gently We prefer to say Get lost
Go away and shout I love you like Lara Fabian
To all the fatimas, the fatous; Mothers who shield our visiting rooms
Forgive me for doubting but too many scratchers shield the repertoire
And in my little brown eyes you can see what I feel for you
Don't force me to say this word I have too much pride for that
Remember when we were poor and happy, when we were struggling
When we stopped bus that we settle for nothing, a best of more
It's my fault we suburbanites We always want more we want to go out
in SL-600 and this without showing off any more.
Clic Clac clic clic handcuffs What the hell?!
I tell you in the end I fell for her
I love you as you are, where you are, I will be
I love you as you are, where you are, I will be
When I am locked up, what? we won't be able to talk to each other anymore, will you like me
When I'm more on top
We'll look for the light of the past... you will love me
When I am more on top
Will you love me as before with or without money
I ask me lots of questions
When I I would be more on top
When I would be more on top
When I would be more on top â¦
When you are locked up we will be able to talk more , I'll love it
You will always be on top
Impossible to forget this whole past year... For me it was him
You will always be on top
I would like it like before with or without money
You will always be on top
Stop your questions
Stop your questions

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