Correction Lyrics Retour au charbon by Y40i

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Lyrics

(Huh, huh)
It's the end of the summer, how did we get there?
I'm still looking round, for a ghost of your face there
Orange sky, and pretty eyes (Yeah)
We shoot our hearts, it's needed to get fair
And round-round we go (Round-round we go)
Down-down, we go (Down-down we go)
So far appart, we go (Far appart we go)
Aaaah
And round-round we go (Round-round we go)
Down-down, we go (Down-down we go)
So far appart, we go (Far appart)
Aaaah

J'pa**e la crème sur le dos de ta go (Ta b*t*h)
Playa del Pals, c'est l'eldorado
J'cale pet**s pas de danse sur lе téco
J'cale pet**s pas de dansе sur le téco
Grosse folle, range pas le parasol
J'ai les aromates et l'guacamole
Cacolac et un verre de cognac
Fume un d'mes gros niaks, et tu finis au sol
Mes ennemis sont deads, que dieu bénisse
Pas de retour aux hebs, j'veux pas que l'été s'finisse
F**k Pole Emploi, j'pointe depuis Bélize (oooh)
J'voulais pas ressortir la valise, mais Vince m'a FaceTime
Retour sur Paname, record quelques vocalises
Retour au charbon
It's the end of the summer, how did we get there?
I'm still looking round, for a ghost of your face there
Orange sky, and pretty eyes (Yeah)
We shoot our hearts, it's needed to get fair
And round-round we go (Round-round we go)
Down-down, we go (Down-down we go)
So far appart, we go (Far appart we go)
Aaah
And round-round we go (Round-round we go)
Down-down, we go (Down-down we go)
So far appart, we go (Far appart)
Aaah

(Let's go)
Heads up to the horizon, eh (Heads up, heads up)
We ain't stretching, we rising, eh
Where's the steak at? We starving, eh
Where the snakes at? We grinding, eh (We grinding, yeah)
We ain't got a clue who the f**k is Pitchfork (Who the f**k is Pitchfork man?)
And when the beat drop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All we gotta do is lift off
So now, we're chilling on a rooftop
On some building, on a distant planet (Hey)
That's less hot
So, give it your best shot (Let's go)
209 and resort, are the best bops (Yeah)
Y40i and the gang are the best, bruh (We the best)
This ain't music, this is sex bruh
Hey, who the f**k did this? (Who? Who?)
Who the f**k did "blood blood blood", and brought the apocalypse?
Who the f**k got the flex, and the drip, and the bars, and the weed, and the ice?
It's us!

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