[Verse 1] My girls like Lizzy Mercier Descloux Come in your house with a mic like Louis Theroux My bandmates a capo when he uses a capo Tout est beau, tout est beau, cest beau Back in the old days, used to lay low Now I say no, loud and redefine plainclothes Collared shirts the same colour of PlayDoh Kick it like Kato, you should follow my lead Make 97 beats feel an unusual speed You ride the whip, I maneuver the steed Numerous steez, impossible flux All black, its a lugubrious scene Talk shit, its all hubris to me Its all humorous to me The way they wanna talk the rumours to me Bout how they say I get around like the loop of the beat You know I kick it to a ruthless degree Im just too raw [Verse 2] The girls are my weakness Legs like a horse, I put that chick through the Preakness Flirty at the Derby, have her workin through the weekend When it comes to the crib, we dont do no speaking, decent Filly whisperer, from here to St. Foy It really gets to her, the instances where we talk Dont know me, dont speak to moi Walk down St. Laurent avec les filles du roi My whole sound mob is up in Outremont Cant fade us, were on the radio like Sous Le Vent Got a stable thats stable, fat cables and turntables This rappers back in the saddle, ready, willing and able My new style is only to be seen around nubiles She said I turn her on like boot files Hey baby, told her thats too wild Let me throw some metal round your neck, horseshoe style My papa told me that you gotta bet on the right one or else youll spend your life having to fight one, keep your stable stable and dont listen to the fables, you know what it is, check it
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