Текст песни АЛЬО МІЛІЦІЯ — НАС БУДЬ ЛАСКА
Welcome to St. Tropez
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 out in the sea
You for real you can’t see me
In these Euro frames the whole world change
Mad b*tches so much brought
Feel the life when I wanna f*ck them all
Get mad brain in my very fast car
Ferrari V12 Marilena 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, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
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’, f*ckin’ 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
We the shit. I mean how much better can it get
Harley’s, Maserati, Gallardo’s, we make too much do'
And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Tropez
Oh yeah
Woah, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
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 out in the sea
You for real you can’t see me
In these Euro frames the whole world change
Mad b*tches so much brought
Feel the life when I wanna f*ck them all
Get mad brain in my very fast car
Ferrari V12 Marilena 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, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
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’, f*ckin’ 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
We the shit. I mean how much better can it get
Harley’s, Maserati, Gallardo’s, we make too much do'
And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Tropez
Oh yeah
Woah, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Woah, party now
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Tropez
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
Краткое описание
This song, titled «АЛЬО!!! МІЛІЦІЯ??? – НАС БУДЬ ЛАСКА To St. Tropez,» is a lively and energetic track. Sung in Russian, it features catchy beats and a vibrant atmosphere. The lyrics describe the luxurious lifestyle and party scene in St. Tropez, emphasizing the abundance of money, expensive brands like Dolce, Gucci, and Louis V, and the enjoyment of fast cars and yachts. The song creates a sense of excitement and celebration, encouraging listeners to let loose and have a great time. Overall, it captures the essence of a glamorous and extravagant lifestyle in St. Tropez.
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