Ten o'clock at night and I go out as usual
Garments in diamonds that blind when it shines on me
You may not get used to my style
I don't know whether to go in the Mercedes or in the Maserati
Foreign models who call me "Daddy"
They're blowing up my phone, they want to see me
Surely, they're crazy to hook up
But it's me who brings them the champagne
If it's not with Moët, the blonde won't bathe
I go on a trip and they miss me after two hours
Or better said, the money that accompanies me
I'm a Fazza in the city of the sun
I don't go to stores, because I'm the owner of the mall
I'm Cristiano after scoring a goal
I have French girls speaking to me in Spanish
And always a lot of Gucci, a lot of Ferras, Louis Vuitton
I don't use Retro, but I have the whole collection
For Khalifa Kush, I have the connection
Miami Beach Avenue is my address
Everything is superficial, nothing real
Nothing rare that money can't buy
Penthouse with a sea view
It's the only thing that I have to be able to pass
Another night without you
Supposedly, I already forgot about you
But it's 11:34 and I remembered you
I haven't seen you since I moved
But I dreamed about you last night and greeted you
I've been with models and actresses
Surely, I never loved them
Surely, I don't even know why I did it
And in the garage is the Bentley that you were wanting so much
I get in to smoke, imagining that you're driving it
I'm tired of the threesomes and the orgies
I'm tired that my life is still empty
And I remember that you were telling me
That if I didn't change, I'd lose you
How I'd like to go back to those days
Now that I'm rich, I don't have what I had
Because my Rolex doesn't shine like your smile
And with these hoes I don't like to share the blanket
If you're thinking of coming back, let me know
Another night without you