?as de Potes, Mieux tu te portes conseil evite les confidences Le Portable c?est qu?une balance quand tu blablates les keufs ils dansent C?est Mister You
J'debarque avec la rage envers ce monde, c'est de meme d'epoque. J'deballe juste c'qui m'trace et qui stabilise ma vie et ma voix. J'ecris parce que j
mister you Misterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr youuuuuuuuuuuuuu tu connaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis mister youuu Ok J'commence tous doux j'big up le rok'ma madou Comme ils dit
porte de la chapelle Que des punchlines, c'est machiavelique Je t'heberge si t'es un peu schlag, la ma cave et libre Ok Mister Yougataga, La Crime gros
Ok, wesh clem?s enfoire bien ? Ecoute ca eh gros eh eh Quand on ete p?tit ta daronne j?lai aider a porter ses courses Aujourd?hui si j?la vois j?lui
Be be be be be be be be be belleville zougatagaaaaaa 'tention, suit mi suit mi suit mi suit mi suit mister you attention Direction la rue ou y a une
-Ah mon fils -Quoi ? -Oui s'il te plait tu peux descendre m'ach -Non non non vasi j'ai pas le temps -Mais s'il te plait tu descend a Franprix tu m?achete
Mister, would you please help my pony? He's over there behind the tree He's down in the dirt, would ya help him? I think it's his lung Mister would
Mister would you please help my pony? He's chewin' bark and not the leaves He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him? I think it's his lung Mister
pattern on his tie? Chorus: Then Mister you're a better man than I Yeah Mister You're a better man than I Oh Mister You're a better man than I Yeah Mister You
that is right now So the story goes It makes you wonder 'Cause time is up and you're never gonna get another Chance now, you gotta dance now Hey Mister DJ You
Mister, would you please help my pony? He's over there behind the tree He's down in the dirt, would you help him? I think it's his lung Mister would
from here (chorus) (Solo) I'll let you drive I'll let you drive, I'll let you drive I'll let you drive, I'll let you drive, I'll let you drive!
if you're ready or not If you're ready or not, oh Inside me (All we want is something real) Is a part of you (We can make this last forever) And inside
Have matchbook covers been your mirrors Do you feel your hand in your own pocket Hey mister do you count the shadows that fall before you Hey mister can you
I curse you, Mister. MISTER Curse me? You can't curse nobody. You poor, you black, you ugly, you a woman. I shoulda just locked you up. Just let you out
is right now So the story goes It makes you wonder 'Cause time is up And you're never gonna get another Chance now You've gotta dance now Hey Mr. DJ You