Salut à toi le marchand de sable Ça ballote! Ça rugit! Salut à toi le marchand de sable Tu vas rire: j’ai pas sommeil Si on dansait sur les tables Ce soir encore : j’ai les abeilles C’est comme si j’avais trempé Des kiwis dans du kawa Un cyclone s’est

21 Gun Salute I don't need more enemies for friends Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them But I still love these youts Fuck wi' you I put my trust in you Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes? Woke

I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love I don't want to hear sad songs anymore I only want to hear love songs I found my heart up in this place tonight 'Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm Yeah, you know, your song's got me feeling like I'm Don't

General, I salute you I'll put a hole in any nigga tryna shoot you It ain't nothing 'cause loyalty is what I'm used to And what I don't do, I'll have one of my troops do Nigga we'll kill you I'm ready for combat, a solider on the front line Take me to

The gods will ignore your end (they'll defend the elder) The lords won't salute you The savior won't heal your soul Now let the saints The saints come marching in The hare once betrayed me and so did the fox and the crow Just once defied me There's me

It’s like a full time job not to kill niggas Shout out to the real niggas, salute And shout out to the real bitches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggas Fre Boosie, real nigga, in the jail standing tall like Shaquile nigga I used to say, I

Réponds, réponds, réponds quand j'te parle Réponds, réponds, réponds quand j't'appelle Aya aya aya aya aya yeah Salut, salut comment vas-tu? J'voulais savoir comment ça se passait J't'ai envoyé dix messages J't'ai appelé plusieurs fois même Mais tu ne

I won't follow you The pawn plays the king, but there's no board at all The mindset of children that can't stand on their own You raise up your hands in conformist salute Will you follow the crowd or will you follow you? I won't be the same Creating my

Give it to me, give till you ain't got anymore Let me see you hold up your salute to the sky While you sing it out, bleeding out your lungs till you die 'Cause I need it to believe it, that you got any soul Pick your heart off the floor and scream it

Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Fix your motherfuckin face nigga! Look at these fuckin chimpanzees Bunch of fuckin monkeys (Mr. Porter!) I been shot, I been stabbed I took all that I have to give And I never ran, never have