| Oh my God, I write a lot and go crazy, madhouse
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| She asks me what I do, baby you know, I do no good
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| You say that you are the best but between I do not think so, this city at night with ste
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| lights brother yes I think Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo,
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| Tokyo, Tokyo
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| I'm flying on this plane, Parma not Milan, don't shake my hand, we don't shame
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| I go down with Bellie who sends me the beat, you hear and say "Fuck what a kick,
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| fuck what a hit », yes it does the hit, sim salabin spells, sim salabin spells
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| Tokyo like Tokyo Hotels, my brothers with me, I toast with them, cheers
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| I don't give a damn if you have to say about my music, where you put your mouth you can see,
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| there is symptom of envie
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| Dad doesn't work, but if I think back to a few years ago, I did it for everyone but before
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| of all for me
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| You say you're like us but I don't think so, this city at night with these lights
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| yes it seems to me Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo,
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| Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo
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| Ya ya ya ya ya, yah, yah, yah, Chicco Chicco Chicco, Bellie Bellie Bellie,
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| Gang Gang Gang |