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  • Текст песни Fashion-models TV - Track 9

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    Get fresh gotta stay fly
    Get the jet I gotta stay high
    High up like a la la la
    Ain’t nothin here that ma money can’t buy
    Dolce, Gucci and Louis V
    Yatch so big I could live in the sea
    You for real u can’t see me
    In these Euro frames the whole world change
    Mad bitches so much Broads
    Feeling like when I wanna fuck them all
    Get mad brain in ma very fast car
    Ferrari v12 Marilena on ma arm
    Ladies can’t resist the charm
    Haters, kiss the ring of the Don
    And we do this all day, welcome to St. Tropez

    Too much money in the bank account
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez
    Oh yeah
    Timati
    Welcome to St. Tropez

    We make money, money we spending’
    Get mad Henny, swimming and women
    Imported Linen, Egyptian cotton
    The party just started, the party ain’t stopin’
    Keep shit poppin’, poppin these bottles
    Haters keep hatin’, fu**n’ these models
    So much money like we own the lotto
    Pull up to a club in a white murcielago
    He don’t make dollars, he don’t make cents
    He don’t make you rich, he don’t mean shit, shit
    Give me the shit. I mean how much better can it get
    Harleys, Maserati, Gallardos, we make too much doe
    And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Tropez
    Oh yeah

    Too much money in the bank account
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Too much money in the bank account
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, all the way from Moscow, Russia
    Give a warm welcome for heavy weight rap champion B smooth….
    So make some noise for the one and only, Mr. Black Star

    Get it up, don’t stop your body
    Comon’ ladies, let’s get naughty
    Get it up, now everybody
    Comon’ girls, here comes the daddy
    Get it up, don’t stop your body
    Get it up, again your body
    Get it up, now everybody
    Get it up for music

    Too much money in the bank account
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Too much money in the bank account
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Spending money in a large amount
    Hands in the air make you scream and shout
    When we’re in St. Tropez

    Welcome to St Tropez

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