B.B. Jacques-Palpite sous l’oeil Lyrics – B.B. Jacques
Singer: B.B. Jacques
Title: B.B. Jacques-Palpite sous l’oeil
Saturnian poems, hram flowers
There’s nothing to be embarrassed about a f#ck baby
Bro, i wished you well
I was even ready to scratch you a 16
Delivered to me, i have to make it home alone
What they have to scratch at 16
I knew that patience would make the difference
Thank god, there is honey who reminds me
I accomplish alone what they cannot do at 10
If you like your block that much, you shut your mouth
You are going to give me a 10
Weigh thе weight of your words if you wanna scratch a 16
Hey man, i wanted you wеll, i was even ready to scratch you a 16
Delivered to me, i have to bring in alone what they have to scratch at 16
Today i saw the daughter of my reuf
Gare-ci vanilla, jazz club
Station-ci, station-ci vanilla, jazz club
Delivered to me, i have to bring in alone what they have to scratch at 16
Today i saw the daughter of my reuf
Gare-ci vanilla, jazz club
Station-ci, station-ci vanilla, jazz club
Lonely child of oxmo, listens with joy to salif’s “spoiled childhood”
It is often the shy one who turns out to be at ease
Your relationship with yourself
It’s the longest you’ll ever live
Sah i quote it, then the line, i skip it
Sah i quote it, then the line, i skip it
Hungry i see them looking in other plates
Out of the question to put my #ss near the court of assizes
There are things that cannot be learned in assas classes
Example: when you’re loaded and you have them in your #ss, well
You run your race
Otherwise you have to go from zero to 100
A v6 will never catch up with a double v12
I see them bicrave their souls on w9
If tomorrow i have more da, i double the profit
The ardor always triumphs over the lack of panache
I finish my text on the bridge of puteaux
f#ck off
Today there is no later
Live like a god among men
And you touch more ground
The other night i thought of you
I hope you cough more too much
And that the money that you coffered
It’s not because you grow bigger
Gare-ci vanilla, jazz club
Station-ci, station-ci vanilla, jazz club
I let these nights of fatigue accumulate
The cumulative stress proves fatal
Decisions remain instinctive
Facing myself
Doubts are intrinsic
I was consumed like a grain of hash
I didn’t want to mask the taste with a grain of salt
We hide the feelings
I remember your feet under grains of sand
She threatens me with her departure
We share the cake on my slices
To each his proust madeleine
We get confused before dessert
We were naively waiting for a boat in the desert
I thought i saw a semblance of harmony in this mess
I need help
It’s the truest thing i’ve ever said
I do not regret the mistakes made
But the mistakes never made
We separated from so many things that we thought were vital
But we don’t live long on love and vittel
But if you want, we try and we laugh if we break the mouth
Dress as you want
The one who looks askance wallah i beat him up
Gare-ci vanilla, jazz club
Station-ci, station-ci vanilla, jazz club
Dress as you want
The one who looks askance wallah i beat him up
Gare-ci vanilla, jazz club
Station-ci, station-ci vanilla, jazz club
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