LEARN LYRICS

Young, rich, African does it
Young, rich, African does it
Profit, profit, profit, I think about profit
Profit, profit, profit, nothing but profit
Mom wants green and purple in her wallet
In a bottle and the waiter comes in carrying the coffin
I don't give a f*ck about what you think
We cash in as much as we spend
is on offense
and there's some in defense
When I've got free time, I'm in the binks
At the hotel, my b*tch tells me thanks
my darling
You already know we're gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
My arms ache, I've moved too much
She's loaded like my record
The criminal police are on the lookout
I come from behind for them
Young, rich, African does it
Young, rich, African does it
Profit, profit, profit, I think about profit
Profit, profit, profit, nothing but profit
Young, rich, African does it
Young, rich, African does it
Profit, profit, profit, I think about profit
Profit, profit, profit, nothing but profit
15,000 euros, 50s in the briefcase
Never mix up profit and turnover
Three million francs, we see it
After midnight, it's the gendarmes and we're the ones who pay
ca', ca', rotte-ca
Talk money or don't talk
In the latest
Sapology comes from
Latest pair, ooh la la
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, I left my marks there
When you leave the hood, I'll buy back the shares
Milli-milli, need the million
Watch us do it, stay cute
Young, rich, African does it
Young, rich, African does it
Profit, profit, profit, I think about profit
Profit, profit, profit, nothing but profit
Young, rich, African does it
Young, rich, African does it
Profit, profit, profit, I think about profit
Profit, profit, profit, nothing but profit
Money everyday, war everyday, everyday
I get cash easy, tonight I'm gonna blow it all
Money everyday, war everyday, everyday
And you know if it shoots, it's only to kill them, kill them
Yeah, 50K
Yeah that's good already
ca', ca', rotte-ca
Game Over