DJ Antoine and Тимати - Welcome to St. Tropez [DJ Antoine & Mad Mark Radio Edit]

Welcome to St. Tropez

Get fresh gotta stay fly
Get the jet I gotta stay high
High up like the la la la
Ain't nothing here that my money can't buy
Dolce, Gucci and Louis V
Yachts so big I could live out at sea
You for real you can't see me
In these Dior frames the whole world change
Mad bitches so much broads feeling
Like Wayne I wanna fuck them all
Getting mad brain in my very fast car
Ferrari V12 Maranello on my arm
The ladies can't resist the charm
Haters kiss the ring of the don
And we do this all day
Welcome to St. Tropez

Ballin',ballin' out
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whilin', whilin' out
Spending money at a large amount
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez

Welcome to St. Tropez

We make money, money we spending'
Get mad honeys swimming in women
Imported linen Egyptian cotton
The party just started the party ain't stoppin'
Keep shit poppin' poppin' these bottles
Haters keep hatin' fucking these models
So much money like we own the lotto
Pull up to the club in a white Murcielago
It don't make dollars it don't make sense
it don't make you rich it don't mean shit
Shit we the shit
I mean how much better can it get
Harleys, Maseratis, Gallardos
We make too much doe
And we spend it all day
Welcome to St. Tropez

Ballin', ballin' out
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Ballin', ballin' out
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whilin', whilin' out
Spending money at a large amount
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whilin', whilin' out
Spending money at a large amount
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez

Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight, all the way from Moscow, Russia
Keep a warm welcome for heavyweight rap champion
Be smooth and rude
So make some noise for the one and only
Mr. BlackStar

Givin' it up don't stop your body
Come on ladies let’s get naughty
Givin’ it up now everybody
Comeon girls here comes the daddy
Givin' it up don't stop your body
Givin’ it up we can go party
Givin’ it up now everybody
Give it up for music

Ballin', ballin' out
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Ballin', ballin' out
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whilin', whilin' out
Spending money at a large amount
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whilin', whilin' out
Spending money at a large amount
Hands in the air
Make'em scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez

Welcome to St. Tropez

Written by:
Fabio Antoniali, Antoine Konrad, Djibril Kagni, Theron Makiel Thomas, Timur Ildarovich Junusov, Kalenna Harper

Publisher:
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Iricom US Ltd, Broma 16, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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