Do you want a left or a right?
(A peach or a potato?)
Do you want a board or a box?
Tell me, are you aiming for an ocean or a puddle?
(Don’t say it doesn’t matter)
Sometimes a slap feels good
Always a cigarette in your mouth, looking askance
POLAK the caveman, this is the beginning of the ordeal
Pavard Second Post (Pavard Second Post)
The cops against us, it’s Oggy against the cockroaches
We’re the little bastards, at the never-talkative station
Never pressure on the biceps there is the cuff
I’m going to break her so much that she won’t be able to sit down anymore
When I get home I eat the foie gras, then I smoke it three times
I’m fucking her on Vacra, who will defeat us (Who’s going? Who’s going?)
You signed for 20k, buy yourself some Fanta
Fight small, alone or not sheep
Don’t trust the guys, they’re rubbish
If you have a thousand euros you should aim for a thousand, move up if you have a Renault you should aim for an Audi
Do you want a left or a right?
(A peach or a potato?)
Do you want a board or a box?
Tell me, are you aiming for an ocean or a puddle?
(Don’t say it doesn’t matter)
Sometimes a slap feels good
(A peach or a potato?)
I took an eight plate package
For Mom a bag
Brand new, she deserves that
I took an eight plate package
For Mom a bag
Brand new, she deserves that
The culture of resourcefulness we do everything with nothing
Speak badly, let’s get rusty, don’t talk, we like you
She wants the 10-plate watch, wants the stylish guy
But I want to go into exile in Mexico
So, I put on the left, the rest is for the mifa
I fuck everything so much that I could have 10 women
I ask for the doctor and the slimy guy, no cigarettes, no confessions 9-2, it’s not even old
I hang out in the zone with a more than sharp eye
Since I saw the ferry to fart us, they can disguise themselves
Always behind the wheel of a powerful serious machine, money makes you attractive, it’s funny, it’s exhausting
Focused like a hitman since the Huarache days
Big zero slip is the P
You want to turn the page and leave with our cash
Do you want a left or a right?
(A peach or a potato?)
Do you want a board or a box?
Tell me, are you aiming for an ocean or a puddle?
(Don’t say it doesn’t matter)
Sometimes a slap feels good
(A peach or a potato?)
I took an eight plate package
For Mom a bag
Brand new, she deserves that
I took an eight plate package
For Mom a bag
Brand new, she deserves that
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