Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Supamoon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claudia Alho
Songwriter
Pascal Mestres
Songwriter
Sylvain Guerrier
Songwriter
Lyrics
A wad of cash
A private driver
Cause ur single
U need a castle?
Who doesn't dream of that?
Who needs that?
Could u smile, at me
If the streets were my home?
Could u smile, at me
If drugs were, my routine?
Could u smile, at me
If I'd spend some, years in jail?
A smile, never ripped someone's face
Yeah
Don't only look with ur eyes
Stop pretending ur interested
Only the money and the rich d*cks
Make u vibrate
Ur smile will not fool me at all
I'm not ur toy
B*tch, we don't play in the same yard
So, get out of here
The sun rises today
Still goin' as strong as yesterday
He's shinin'
Independent
Of this system
Uncontrollable
Maybe he enlightens your ideas, but not enough
You are lounging underneath
Hoping to darken your skin
Resembling a damn churros
But it's never nah, never too much
And all ur make up could be used
To reseal the hole in the ozone layer
So
Could you live, without fancy, without spangle, without excess?
Could u live, without fears, without complaints, without distress?
Cause' u will not take all that money where you're goin'
Don't only look with ur eyes
Stop pretending ur interested
Only the money and the rich d*cks
Make u vibrate
Ur smile will not fool me at all
I'm not ur toy
B*tch, we don't play in the same yard
So, get out of here
I'm dreamin' of a world
Where human relationships
Would be as simple as when we shared our snacks at recess
But you don't hear the call
Too busy to understand
Too dazed by the abundance, accumulation
You're stuck in the gear
How many lies?
Can we believe?
How many lives lost
Can we grieve?
How many i-sh*ts do you need?
To be more confidente in yourself again?
How many cars?
How many wars?
How many computers to run the world?
Come! Have fun! In our party!
Don't only look with your eyes
And claim you're interested
Only the money and the rich d*cks
Make you vibrate
Your smile will not fool me at all
I'm not your toy
B*tch, We don't play in the same yard
So get out of here
Don't only look with your eyes
And claim you're interested
Only the money and the rich d*cks
Make you vibra-a-a-hate
Your smile will not fool me at all
I'm not your toy
B*tch, We don't play in the same yard
So get out of here
Writer(s): Claudia Alho, Pascal Mestres, Sylvain Guerrier
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