Hell$ing - L'argent



Die l'argent
Die l'argent
Hey hey
Hey hey
(x4)

Die l'argent
I can rob the bank
I've got a Glock
Et je te tire dessus

L'argent ne fait pas le bonheur
Boy, no cap
You are dead
I'm rich as well

I'm fucked up by bean
Ridin' drop top limousine
Dressed like president
Gucci Cologne on my neck

Eyes large as hell
J'ai juste senti la poudre
What are you looking at?
Bitch, look at me!
Die l'argent
Die l'argent
Hey hey
Hey hey
(x4)

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