Dans mon bendo, dans mon bendo Igo, j'fume ma dope Que du, que du Je sais qu'ils veulent ma peau mais je ne sens plus les coups J'fume mon bédo Dans mon bendo, dans mon hood et dans mon banks Dans mon bendo, dans mon bendo, j'fume mon bédo Vas-y,

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter, I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind, What you said about always being true. Bout our secret hiding places; Being daily satisfied. I I can see you sitting and reading it, While you hang

Shitted on 'em, Man I I just shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And I I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids

Under stars chilled by the winter Under an August moon burning above You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise To come home to and love You'd be so nice to come home to You'd be so nice by the fire While the breeze on high sang a lullaby You'd be all that I I

Raise hands up when the bass is droppin' When the bass is droppin' When it's droppin' Raise hands up and we don't stop rockin!

Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches Blue cheese in my off whites Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight I I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs 50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip

Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell There's a drumming noise inside my head It makes such an all mighty sound That starts when you're around I I swear that you could hear it As I I move my feet towards your body

The one that lets her know for sure She's everything I I want and more A real desire, does she know I I'd walk alone out on the wire To make her feel that fire She wants her nails painted black She wants the toy in the crackerjack She wants to ride the bull

I’ll be your lifeline tonight (seré quien rescate tus ganas de amar) I I won’t let go (toma mi mano, no me sueltes que yo nunca a ti te voy a fallar) En agua fría Saltando a lo ciego por el amor Y lo repetiría aun siendo un error Everybody gets high

Lovés pour en avoir, je peux te crosser Pour ce foutu papier, j'ai traîné dehors en course poursuite derrière y'a les porcs Donc même si j'en ai, j'en voudrais encore Ouais, pour en avoir j'peux te crosser, crosser, yah Il ne me reste pas beaucoup de