Welcome To St Tropez

	  		
 
 
Am 
Get fresh gotta stay fly 
Em 
Get the jet I gotta stay high 
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High up like a la la la 
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Ain't nothin here that ma money cant buy 
Am 
Dolce, Gucci and Louis V 
Em 
Yatch so big i could live in the sea 
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You for real u can't see me 
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In these Euro frames the whole world change 

Am  
Mad bitches so much broads 
Spendin like when i wanna fuck them all 
Get mad brain in ma very fast car 
Ferrari v12 Marilena on ma arm 
Ladies can't resist the charm 
Haters, kiss the ring or the Don 
And we do this all day, welcome to St. Tropez 

Am 
Whoah, Party now 
Em 
Too much money in the bank account 
G 
Hands in the air make you scream and shout 
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When we're in St. Tropez 

Whoah Party now 
Spending money in a large amount 
Hands in the air make you scream and shout 
When we're in St. Tropez 
Oh yeah 

Welcome to St. Tropez 


We make money, money we spending' 
Get mad Henny, swimming and women 
Imported lynin, Egyptian cotton 
The party just started, the party ain't stopin' 
Keep shit poppin', poppin these bottles 
Haters keep hatin', fu**n' these models 
So much money like we own the lotto 
Pull up to a club in a white murcielago 
He don't make dollars, he don't make cents 
He don't make you rich, he don't mean shit, shit 
Give me the shit. I mean how much better can it get 
Harleys, Maserati, Gallardos, we make too much doe 
And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Tropez 
Oh yeah 



Am 
Whoah, Party now 
Em 
Too much money in the bank account 
G 
Hands in the air make you scream and shout 
D 
When we're in St. Tropez 

Whoah Party now 
Spending money in a large amount 
Hands in the air make you scream and shout 
When we're in St. Tropez 
Oh yeah 

Welcome to St. Tropez