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[Intro]
Ah, better get hydrated 'cause this, this gonna be naughty

[Unique verse]
(Hum shit is sick!)
Yeah, I'm a tightwad, she calls me Jean-Michel Aulas, yeah I'm like that, I'll avoid making a kid to a stupid biatch
It's the takeoff, don't crumble, don't lace, no collage, no alcohol in the Cola
It's getting tense like feds during Nicolas' era, I'm unbeatable
Between real nigga, we can make a collab
Dodi Al-Fayed, around me, slouched cuddling pussies and Galerie Lafayette bags
I'm asked my wishes: avoiding deficiencies, seeing Roland Garros matches and mum driving a carriage
Before death kisses me, my lifestyle costs an arm, the system is skull-fucking me
North Face, not Helly Hansen, top sapeur, I tutor
To reach my money
If I have to, I'll take a Velib', a horse, go on foot, by swimming, by skiing whatever Philly Flingo, let's go (Hum shit is sick!)
Discreet in my city, like some sort of ninja, the productivity of a Chinese with the discipline of a Jap'
It's Flingo, you already know, I'm the Shiznit, shit stays the same, the double DA
Managing my business, to understand: go to the village, do a small tour
I'm bad at dancing but hell do I rap well, it balances everything out
I hope I'll move forward without using doublespeak
I hope I'll never become a discount nig'
The opps: I don't think these guys can beat us (Never)
I'm not the type of nigga who goes quad biking in Dubai
Crackers, niggas, sharp bicos anti-empty fridge, Italian tiling, the Chinese one decays too quick
For modern art, I really am bringing something so open the door, I feel like Steve Jobs when he made the Ipod
I look like a lot of stars, I'm pretty unstable, screw insta' hoes, I'm here to pass a milestone (Hum shit is sick!)
Album release, it was lit, gaddem, now there's people acting like they know me since the Get Down years
Sweet-talking, I never listen to you like when politicians talk, dick suckers, get out of mine, you won't get anywhere
The profit of two traphouse, I'm QLF: que le flouze
I know how much frustration I cause, like when the bouncer refuses you
Stop your mumbo jumbo, shut up and give me the briefcase
I'm a polygamous nigga: Halle Berry, Salma Hayek (sisi)
An Android, a Mac, I'm ready to rhyme dirty (Rhyme dirty), rap from South Paris, since day one they know (Day one they know)
You wish you'd join me in the closed club of guys killin' it, excellent is the track record when I recapitulate
We turn (thots) and concert venues upside down, never our coats
While I'm in the action, I always aim for the skies, never the Everest
And I don't give a fuck that you're seeing me on the screen, I'm above the thirties bar, I've passed the age of arguing so I don't talk, I choke (Hum shit is sick!)
S on the chest, M on the forehead, with the form, even with the content
I'm called Alpha, I have a celebrity's name, your rappers send me theirs CV to shadow me
I look at myself in the mirror, I have the boss' face, my threads cost more, we go from sluts to duchesses
The one who moves his feet, will lose his seat
But I can rest on my laurels, it's better than a chair (Hum shit is sick!)
(Don Dada Don Dada)
I will always rhyme nasty, don't panic, 7-5-0-1-4, South side, Paris
We wanna wash our dirty souls, drink Zamzam water, those who know, know (sisi)