I wanna roll I wanna roll with you lala-lala-lala I was a girl of just a few words playing in the sun Just a little kid chasing blue birds and singing just for fun But now I found my voice and now I made my choice Gonna shout it out, put it all about Now

Celui qui a un problème on le règle à 2 Qui à mis la charrue avant la beuh Ohlala, ohlala, j'suis dans mon bendo Ohlala, ohlala, appelez le P22 Jeune charo, savages (Appelez le P22!) Jeune charo, sava-savages (Appelez le P22!) Jeune charo, Jeune charo,

Just when things are getting complicated in the eye of the storm She flicks a red-hot revelation off the tip of her tongue It does a dozen somersaults and it leaves you supercharged Makes me wanna blow her candles out just to see if you glow in the dark

Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort lalalalalalala Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort oué ho Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort Dis-moi quand est-ce qu’on s’endort lalalalalalala pagé zoum zégé zoum zoum zégé zoum zoum Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort Il est 5h du mat’ Les moutons

In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

Mojemos la cama con sudor del cuerpo Y que tu suspiro le confiese al viento Lala lala la, lala lala la Lala lala la, lala lala lala Bésame suave Y que tus labios recorran mi cuerpo bien bien suave Y que la noche se convierta en una locura Y que la única

Ooh, la, la, la Reggae dancin' Let's go dancin' Such a happy It's a special Ooh, la, la, la (Ooh) Let's go dancin' (Get your dancin' shoes, get your dancin' shoes) Ooh, la, la, la (Woo) Ooh, la, la, la

La la la la la la lala la There might be another star But through my eyes the light of you it's all I see There might be another song So long ago my heart without demanding Informed me that no other love could do But listen did I not though understanding

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya Either I'm witcha or against ya Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya Talkin' to the rap inventor ***** wit the game

Corra não pare, não pense demais Repare essas velas no cais Que a vida é cigana É pedra de gelo ao sol Degelou teus olhos tão sós Num mar de água clara, clara (Laiá, la, la, la, lala hei) (La, la, la, la, lala hei)