[Introduction : Vald and Dj Weedim]
HassuKata HatonBigon Dj Weedim Okushi
For real...
I don't have values, I'm the dirty race fucking yours
For real, for real, you're really bad
[Only verse]
For real, I don't have values, I'm the dirty race fucking yours
I take all the drugs that fuck with your head
Hurry up, empty the register, I've got swimming after
Every time, every time, every time I see a pussy, I want to hook up
Boredom after effort, I'll fill up their mother, I make it overflow
She tells me my life's a mess, suddenly I play dead
Don't poke me
I've come to grab it all, I don't feel my fingers anymore
I'm cutting without care like Edward
Bitches are excited, go on and take me
She does the splits on Vald in starfish
To 30 tits, I prefer 30 billion
Money, money, money
As soon as she knows me, she doesn't want to see me anymore
They take me for a snorting white boy
I say nah, cocaine is humiliating
And I'm 1 meter 80, dirty dog, I speak well
Respect is everything, come inspect my martian balls
I know nothing and make money out of everything, my Jewish nose on your clit
I take out my dick like, "Hands up!", then I return to Aulnay-sous'
Money, bitches, drugs and food, I swear I'll have it all
Before the big last breath, Satan sings, your soul being worked on by my blade
In the reflection, I see I'm high like the last time in 'Dam
Like the patron's slippers under the table
Roll a joint, roll a joint, roll a joint I see macabre everywhere
Your cut-off zouk-love rap is not my jam
Your mom, your mom, your mom, your mom, struggle, struggle, struggle, struggle
And you, you're doing this shit, are you not ashamed?
You're right, it's the same thing