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[Lyrics from "Lynchburg lemonade"]

[Verse 1]
Yesterday I stalked you, I saw that you spread your legs
Oh yeah, you spread your legs
Yesterday I stalked you, I saw that you spread your legs
But there I have to break everything, damn it was beautiful Cassis

Babe, I saw you go around and then zip your jacket
Grünt d'or, the last time you see us together
I give everything basic it was only a dream
When brunettes speak Spanish, it reminds me of you
Maybe you fuck with another but ma3lich come on remember
There are phases that hurt more than others
I threw away the bed that we broke, been streaming since we broke
Fuck the love, but there I have to break everything
Damn it was beautiful Cassis, writing I'm only good at that
PDP a notebook worth a Urus, a Cayenne
I wrote it when it was curdling
Three days after LNSC there's RF
[I finish the calu in the hotel room, before airing it
If you want to write you have to struggle
The bum-al I finished it on Paname, tomorrow on a whim in the Balearic Islands
Whiskey without cola, otherwise I become bucolic
We're fresh, I'm recovering
Friday is Hennessy
It's not the mature album but the one in which I still have innocence
I'm not going to do it to you, you know the song
The culprit is innocent
Yesterday I cracked, I stalked you, I saw that you spread your legs
It's either you missing DMs or you were drunk
I wish us love but not together
I write better, when we are not together
It's real, without staging, basically I was not sensitive
Tonight the streets are full, the night will be short, but beautiful
Babe you know I love them, with charm
In the tobacco, there's hash, I'm going to line up like Dushane
On the next one, I'm going to sing like 2 Chainz and slip Ox on it
[Bridge]
PDP 2 like tox on it
Who would have thought that we could, live from this
KX, review the mixes of that
Wesh the cques-j, it's when you sign
It's late, I know that you serve
There's the drummer who is crazy, on hash
Tell OB that there will be no JuL type

[Verse 2]
On the production like a young Chechen, 2-2-2 lights a big firecracker
2, 0-2-7, I take the presidency
It wasn't the same when I met her, they only remember your value once you stop slapping them
Rare are those who have seen me together
She, she gives me looks
Jacques Brel from Lebanon is a bad boy from Beirut and he fucks your mother
Jacques Brel from Lebanon is a bad boy from Beirut and he fucks your mother
Damn it's crazy I still haven't finished scratching
It's been 17 peu-fra, that I could have trer-ren
I have to introduce myself, no, I have to protect myself
That I make myself more rare, at the limit, burn-out
I have to live rap
2k22, I slipped my dreams on notes
Yesterday I was 20 years old everything was fine
We don't see each other again, after a "later"
When I take everything you sing, in fact it's fine
My heart you know I'm in pain
It's not the prod that sings, it's you I hear moaning
The beauty of Paname, I leave the stud' to go for a walk
14 rods, iPod Nano, prod in the walkman
If it's over, don't worry about me
I send the money back, I deduct the tax
Fuck off, she's the age of looks
I answer more, why, you call me
It's not just the voice that I damage, long live, we two fuck love
Tonight, I'm dying, a smell of weed, a smell of lavender
Raw as lightning, sharp as the rest
[Outtro]
We didn't want to live, like the rest
Gold-plated door surrounds
I'm past the age of drinking low cost rum
Not even sure of catching you, on occasion