Testo La Loi, C’est La Loi - Pi’erre Bourne
Testo della canzone La Loi, C’est La Loi (Pi’erre Bourne), tratta dall'album Made In Paris
Woo, woo, woo
Who? Who?
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I told her "I miss you," she don't wanna
Listen to me (Oh, oh), yeah
She know I ain't here, she know it's some
Bitches with me (Oh, oh), yeah
I just flew to Paris, she from Italy (Oh, oh), yeah
She crossin' the border just to come kick it with me (Oh, oh)
Uh, she gon' take the train for the dick, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' French, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, came a long way, ho, this it, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, we still roll up pain in the spliff, yeah (Oh, oh)
Uh (Yeah), like the Wi-Fi (Yeah)
She wanna get connected (Yeah)
Told that lil' bitch, "Uh-uh" (Yeah)
Plugged in like a charger (Yeah)
She want the banana (Yeah)
Swing her way like Tarzan (Yeah)
T live in Tarzana (Yeah)
Pussy Tropicana (Yeah)
Chew it just like Mamba (Yeah)
She explode like lava (Yeah)
Let me meet your mama (Yeah)
She gon' cook lasagna (Yeah)
She be movin' silent (Yeah)
Fuck her like a monster (Yeah)
Only time I'm violent (Yeah)
(Yeah)
I told her "I miss you," she don't wanna
Listen to me (Oh, oh), yeah (Yeah)
She know I ain't here, she know it's some
Bitches with me (Oh, oh), yeah (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she from Italy (Oh, oh), yeah (Yeah)
She crossin' the border just to come kick it with me (Oh, oh)
Uh, she gon' take the train for the dick, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' French, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, came a long way, ho' this it, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, we still roll up pain in the spliff, yeah (Oh, oh)
Bet I'll break your back (Her back)
Kill the pussy and bring her back (Her back)
It's a funeral, we wear all black (All black)
Like a feature, she hop on that (On that)
She spinnin' like a Beyblade (Beyblade)
Run it up, collectin' plays (Plays)
She wanna be my new bae (My bae)
Alright (Okay), alright (Okay)
Like, bitch, you welcome to (Okay)
Got a bitch that love us too (Okay)
This life with no damn rules (Okay)
Fuck this bitch like Duck, Duck, Goose (Okay)
Got me feelin' I heard a Who (That Who)
Make it move like hula hoop (Hoop)
Lookin' at her like, "What I do?" (Like what?)
But I knew (Like what? Like what?)
I told her "I miss you," she don't wanna
Listen to me (Oh, oh), yeah
She know I ain't here, she know it's some
Bitches with me (Oh, oh), yeah
I just flew to Paris, she from Italy (Oh, oh), yeah
She crossin' the border just to come kick it with me (Oh, oh)
Uh, she gon' take the train for the dick, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' French, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, came a long way, ho, this it, yeah (Oh, oh)
Yeah, we still roll up pain in the spliff, yeah (Oh, oh)
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