4G

First occasions
And let's talk about locations
I bring a look of alterations
Let's not talk about repetitions
I have a killer
I'm the deal for the clones
Three brothers for songs
The ones from the corner
It looks like a rich investor
And the magazine apples
Let's hit the highway because that ass is a journalist
We have to give an interview
I come in terrorist mode
For that bomb specialist

Approaching with her friend having some sparkling wine
She tells me she likes the lifestyle of singers
That I have an accent that seems interesting
Excuse me mommy, I'm just a fraud
At fifteen I was already making music
You at fifteen were making excuses
If you don't talk, we send you to the rifle
Mommy if I hit it big, I'll buy a jacuzzi
The youngest in the scene
Does it ring a bell?
Who wants trouble?
I take his girl
What a shame that she's his girl
She's hot, mommy I'm the cream
They make me a dilemma

The kings are active
We're increasing the cash
Wrapped in gold and attractive
My blood really weighs
Passing several cloths on the table
And you guys enjoy what stresses you
We're going to turn it around and we're going to draw it on your face
And we're going to visit your cousin
I didn't even get to lay down
I shoot a rapifle as I pass by
I sing because I know this house

And come on mommy, come, cover the plate
I'm not a criminal, but I have a safe
We went to the hideout suddenly
I ruined their night when I crossed them

I'm the king of the bus
Where are my fights? They're hidden
I'm looking for trouble in the back
I'm full of surprises
I'm leaving, I'm almost out of the company
And the promise trash bags
I want to see where they are
The super terrorists, or the sisters
We're with the bad habit
That they hate me is normal, they hate me undercover cops
And the boyfriends who have returned
Send me the planes, I send the mouths
Don't tempt me, it's worse, better ask me about Christian Dior
Or the flights I took abroad

Approaching with her friend having some sparkling wine
She tells me she likes the lifestyle of singers
That I have an accent that seems interesting
Excuse me mommy, I'm just a fraud
And come on mommy, come, cover the plate
I'm not a criminal, but I have a safe
We went to the hideout suddenly
I ruined their night when I crossed them

I'm the king of the bus
Who wants trouble? I take his girl
I'm looking for trouble in the back
What a shame that she's his girl, she's hot
I'm the king of the bus
At fifteen I was already making music
I send the mouths
The youngest in the scene, does it ring a bell?
I'm the king of the bus