Ndege kwenda wapy mama
W'happy mama
Betu bana nange
Betu bana
Here the singing begins
Emotional way
Late in the evening
Boulevard des boulevards
In front of my mirror, three-quarter profile
I divide my gaze sitting asshole
I feel tired ©e, I'm having a blast
Little Baileys bug
My attention is dropping
The power of Nlaise
Bullshit, jaded, stupid ¢mé
And then bla bla bla
I revise my art, stab
In my eyes
Zap mamare, I take my share
For the start
Need diesel, we gazelles
To taste pickles we surround
For those
Who want nickel back
br/>Listen to these details
Even if you cut the garlic
Who says work, says battle
No need for a medal
So that your train runs go
You're connected
The rhythm is on
No more thinking
It's your time to try go there?
There are rhythmic noises
With ethnic tribal
Metallic sounds
You have to find the technique
Everything goes fast, everything goes quickly, everything goes quickly
For 2000, no more bile
Subtle and useful tap
You have your mobile
Bam, easy, no more bickering
Soul my zone, we girls
Let's bet the tails
Pilots then your kitty
Notes, notes, in plot
Buddy with them pottent
Buddy, dé So stain your handcuffs
But note bene bene
Baby benefits
Son to son, this, without crack
Sing, sing
She say, she say
W'happy mama
W'happy mama

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