Welcome to St Tropez

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Welcome to St. Tropez (oh yeah) Get fresh, gotta stay fly Get the jet I gotta stay high High up like a la la la Ain't nothin here that my money can't buy Dolce, Gucci and Louis V Yacht so big I could live on the sea You for real you can't see me In these Euro frames the whole world change Mad bitches so much brought Feel the life when I wanna fuck them all Get mad brain in my very fast car Ferrari V12 Maranello on my arm Ladies can't resist the charm Haters, kiss the ring of the Don And we do this all day, welcome to St. Tropez Woah, what a night Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night 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 (oh yeah) 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', fuckin' these models So much money like we own the lotto Pull up to a club in a white Murciélago He don't make dollars, he don't make cents He don't make you rich, he don't mean shit. Shit? We the shit. I mean how much better can it get? Harleys, Maseratis, Gallardos, we make too much do' And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Tropez (oh yeah) Woah, what a night Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night Spending money in a large amount Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night 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 the Groove. So make some noise for the one and only, Mr. Black Star Get it up, don't stop your body C'mon ladies, let's get naughty Get it up, now everybody C'mon girls, hey come to 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 Woah, what a night Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night Spending money in a large amount Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we're in St. Tropez Woah, what a night 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