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[Intro]
Oh
Ke-Ke-Kezah
Ah-ah-ah

[Verse 1]
Yesterday, I offered you a glass, I wanted to fuck your wife, yeah, I've got two Nike socks to get into your house, eh
Thank you, thank you (Thank you), I parked the Mercedes ('des) right in front of the Tierce (Right in front of the Tierce), tomorrow, I'll do Bercy (Bitch)
I know the pimp and the whore, the rat killer, one-three, we kill for free, oh
Plata, plata, plata, I stab them nicely, drunk, smile as usual
You don't have a mom? We'll tie up your aunt, I looked at thе front, the back was very ugly
Don't be sad, my friеnd, we just came back from LA, whiskey, jet lag, look at the tan lines
Ten whores suck me, suck me, ten guys within me like in a russian doll (Skrt)
Physical and logistical ways (Oh), two Glocks hanging from my suspenders
Stick my Benelli on the vise, I saw it off to kill you from a little closer
Turned my back on thirty-six million friends, we'd be tenants had we kept them
I sweat, I don't sleep well, my blood boils, I think of the worst case scenario
Are they conspiring? It's normal, I've got three in platinum, it'll cook them
I'll feed on their hate to survive, I'll die standing up, it ain't for fun

[Chorus]
I've been around, we're the vermin
A weapon, a Hugo Boss three-quarter (All black), I'm wherever they shoot (Pah, pah)
Nothing faker than a smile (Eh-eh), nothing more real than a homicide (Skrt)
Life is a villa, two kids or ten whores in a Berline
The trick is to show up on time (On time), I ain't ever late (Never)
Only need one woman to ruin a man (His heart), for you, I've got two (Magazines)
I dreamt of tons of money in bags (All black), today, we've got everything (Much more)
I see betrayal in your eyes (I see it), I don't have the slightest doubt (I'm sure)
[Verse 2]
Start up the truck, I'm hungry, prepare the barbecue
In your mouth, the word of others, we're at the top, you're just a fucking puppet
I like asses, I let women pass, you walk right past them, you're the fraud of the century
I like the leather in your car, the dashboard, the coffee-cream-colored seats
In the train, two-three vandals, they'll spray the word: “Homicide”
Since the death of one man is a tragedy, the death of millions is a statistic
My girl is made up, my car too, I know there's no problem
You're not that hot, seeing what your girl said, you softened up
I'm for the people like FO CGT in a spring protest, huh
Now it's society's money that pays our summer vacation, mathafack
All the turfs, all the turfs, Glock on the R1, on the RR
It's been two years, I've only stuck the finger, I get out the car, gently the door

[Refrain]
I've been around, we're the vermin
A weapon, a Hugo Boss three-quarter (All black), I'm wherever they shoot (Pah, pah)
Nothing faker than a smile (Eh-eh), nothing more real than a homicide (Skrt)
Life is a villa, two kids or ten whores in a Berline
The trick is to show up on time (On time), I ain't ever late (Never)
Only need one woman to ruin a man (His heart), for you, I've got two (Magazines)
I dreamt of tons of money in bags (All black), today, we've got everything (Much more)
I see betrayal in your eyes (I see it), I don't have the slightest doubt (I'm sure)
The trick is to show up on time, I ain't ever late (Never)
Only need one woman to ruin a man, for you, I've got two (Magazines)
I dreamt of tons of money in bags, today, we've got everything (Much more)
I see betrayal in your eyes, I don't have the slightest doubt (I'm sure)