Oh hé oh hé oh hé oh oh Sans penser à demain Sans penser à demain Au fond de moi il y'a des hommes Qui se tiennent par la main Qui s'allongent et qui s'abandonnent Et font l'amour sans fin Au fond de moi il y'a des routes Des creux et des ravins

Skrt, pouloulou Elle fait la go qui connaît pas Charo (bye, bye, bye) Posé, j'suis sous Jack dans mon bendo (pouloulou) J'fais repérage de femmes sur les réseaux (pouloulou) J'ai vu ses lolos (vu ses 'eins, pouloulou) Elle m'a pas follow back quand je

Hello summer, goodbye to my heart Blue skies and blue eyes, a hell of a way to start Letting him go would be the hardest part He pulled into that parking lot with them out of state tags I fell in love before he unpacked his bags One look, one smile, one

Dammit babe (Dammit babe) I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome And dammit babe

Harlem once was red line district rated Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why people don't own their homes 'Cause the racist bank wouldn't fuckin' mortgage a loan Until after the invasion of gentrification Eminent domain

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie I

Your songs remind me of swimming Which I forgot when I started to sink But somehow I forgot So I dive straight back in the ocean Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest Drank further away from the shore And deeper into the drink Sat on the bottom

Hey, bien le son, ouais j'avoue (Bavon!) Ce n'est qu'une question de niveau On s'demande comment se portent les gens Bien le son, ouais j'avoue (Ba-bavon!) B-bien le son, ouais j'avoue (Ba-ba-ba-bavon!) Na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na! Na-na-na-na-na,

C'est une guerre sans violence Au nom de l'indépendance Toutes les femmes ont le pouvoir Changent le cours de leurs histoires C'est un combat mais sans violence Au nom de la reconnaissance Toutes les femmes ont leurs victoires Des milliers de jours de

Then get high at night All my girls do yoga All my girls do yoga, hey Throw it back, make me feel like a winner Caught shawty in the Rover, she said she a smoker But the girl ain't a roller, shawty colder than a cola She don't even want me, 'cause she