| Clouds of smoke, a few drinks
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| Vodka, wine, strip club, casino
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| Bols and Guiness like cranberry juice
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| We go in, it's like a bungee jump without a rope
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| Cash to hand, gentlemen's agreement
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| Dresses, high heels, brunettes, blondes
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| Two ladies like take-out
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| I realize that I am still talking to someone else
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| I'm falling because he says something that it's raining and cold
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| I assume Lambada is still shooting it, at the Gaga bank
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| Madame, I'm not getting along with you today
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| Though you probably make more ice cream than Grycan
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| The listening session is on, the pic is overdriven
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| Backstage looks like buying bottles
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| The bass sounds like vuvuzelas here
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| It doesn't bother us, the crowd is charging onto the stage
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| We like noise, silence does not like us
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| Sweat condenses on the club ceilings
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| Welcome to a world where pop is evil
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| The beat kicked you like electricity
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| Hip hop rock and roll
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| We are confusing the ceiling with the floor
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| We are ourselves and we are happy
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| We play rap, but with my crew
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| It's like we do pogo (x2)
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| This is our rock and roll (x8)
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| I smoke a pet, I hit a shot
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| I take Jack, this mix gives a kick
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| The crowd is waiting, the snare drum, the kick
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| Beat like a Glock shot, the chicks get the cat
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| Whiskey, champagne, glasses in the toilet
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| I bet everyone if I pay with the Palikot card
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| Screams, squeaks and above all
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| We're not boys, and if so, Beastie
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| Girls often watched the Naked Instinct
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| Because they part their thighs like professionals
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| We don't play rock, just watch it
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| This is rock and roll, although we don't have a singer
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| Something crumble with the card for those who need to get their nose fucked up with gunpowder
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| Or sprinkle her on her tits
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| I pass them by a hair, they shout something
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| And I think nothing like Gawliński happened
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| Ha ha ha ha, come on waving
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| We are playing a concert by me and my pack
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| Vodka cuts us off our feet like a tomahawk
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| This is rock and roll, not a Bach symphony
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| Our rap is like rock'n'roll, we are like the Beatles |