LEARN LYRICS

Nuba, nuba, nuba, I see jnoun

It's my bubble turning into an igloo

It's a black eye turning blue

It's the middle finger staying up

Uoh-uoh-uh, babe

I came out of the muck

From a stable to a star

I'm buying mom a villa

Then I'll think about Africa

Son of a janitor

With dad in a cell

It's not for money, swear, wallah

I'm out, Brexit

I float like a backflip

I'm no politician, I'm not after approval

F*ck what you think

Third eye, Tensing

Around like the gypsies

Tourist among the price tags

The end justifies the means

I've got style even on public transport

Guys in pieces, everyone in pieces

We go home on a tow truck

Mine isn't rap, it's a raptus

In Milan you hear me from the bus

I'm on the roofs, 9attous

I come from nothing, cactus

I'm losing the course

Plus my compass is broken

But thank God I've got a house

And a friend who takes me there

You don't know how I feel when

You ask me for a photo and don't even say hi

Rambo, Django

I see diamonds in this mud

Good, it tastes like mango

I wanted to play basketball

I'm puffing Casper

Hope the Ghostbusters don't pass by

I miss Blockbuster so much

Lullaby, lullaby

Uoh-oh-oh, who do I give this flow to?

Uoh-oh-oh, with dreams inside the baby bottle

Rollin', rollin', rollin', Rolling Stone

Lullaby, lullaby

Uoh-oh-oh, who do I give this flow to?

Uoh-oh-oh, with dreams inside the baby bottle

Rollin', rollin', rollin', Rolling Stone

Public enemy, Jacques Mesrine

I don't listen to your record, you jabber

Under the table, in privé I've got the capers

I smoke trees, eyes Japanese

This is the shrimp moonwalk

If they don't bring happiness, give them to me

Even the UFOs, bro, look for the dough

With circles in the grain, scarecrow

I smoke your budget

I f*ck this scene, spread this sh*t

Bro, it's a blitz in the houses

Milan Cartage

Mom, your son's a man

Catch my heart with a bagher

F*ck guns, long live lightsabers

On the Ganges delta

Zombies waltz

Everybody wants to know you if you make it

But when it's over, tell me what happened?

I don't even know if I wanted this

My God, Michael, I'm so Jackson

I wanted to play basketball

I'm puffing Casper

I hope the Ghostbusters don't pass by

I miss Blockbuster so much

Lullaby, lullaby

Uoh-oh-oh, who do I give this flow to?

Uoh-oh-oh, with dreams inside the baby bottle

Rollin', rollin', rollin', Rolling Stone

Lullaby, lullaby

Uoh-oh-oh, who do I give this flow to?

Uoh-oh-oh, with dreams inside the baby bottle

Rollin', rollin', rollin', Rolling Stone

Uh-oh-oh

Lullaby

Lullaby

Lullaby

Lullaby