Dans la valise, dans la valise, dans la valise (nwaar) Dans la valise, dans la valise, dans la valise (sale) Mucho dinero, mucho dinero, oh (Dems) Mucho dinero, ooh (rah, rah) (Ponko) ouais, Ponko, vie Santos, vie Ah oui, Dems, hé Négro sort du tieks

One time if you a bad bitch (one time) Two times just for the savage (two time) All you wanna do is just slay, yeah All you wanna do is just slay, just slay All you wanna do is just slay (ooh) All you wanna do is just slay (woo), just slay You killin'

Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Want you to see all of the lights Whoa, whoa, oh (All of the lights, all of the lights) You know what I need, want you to see everything We going all the way this time I tried to

I miss you more I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more I miss you more, I miss you more What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it? What’s gonna be left of the world, oh? Every minute and every hour Every stumble and

Power, power And woah the air is on fire This room feels electric, cord here in your sights I will never understand the power you're holding over me Oh you've had it too long, yes you've had it too long Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain,

(I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no, oh I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, all around in my home town They're tryin' to track me down They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a

I've been everywhere, man I've been everywhere Crossed the desert's bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've a'had my share, man I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road When along came a semi with a high an' canvas

Oh I got the boys And the band And a one night stand Waiting on us down the road We're gonna load it in Crank it to 10 And off to another show And then it's back to my baby for A couple days

I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day I'm the man that rolls, when icicles hangin' on the tree I'm a steady rollin' man, hmm, I roll both night and day But I haven't got no sweet woman, hmm, boys, to be rollin' this-a way And now you hear

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school