Topsongs van DJ Antoine
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Timati
Stimme und Gesang
Kalenna
Stimme und Gesang
K. Harper
Stimme und Gesang
Mad Mark
Remix-Techniker:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Antoine Konrad
Komponist:in
Тимур Юнусов
Komponist:in
Djibril Gibson Kagni
Komponist:in
F. Antoniali
Komponist:in
T. Yunusov
Komponist:in
Theron Thomas
Komponist:in
Kalenna Harper
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Timati
Studiopersonal
F. Antoniali
Produzent:in
Mad Mark
Studiopersonal
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Welcome to St. Tropez (Oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Get fresh, gotta stay fly
Get the jet, I gotta stay high
High up like a la-la-la
Ain't nothin' here that my money can't buy
[Verse 3]
Dolce, Gucci and Louis V
Yacht, so big I could live in the sea
You for real? You can't see me
In these Euro frames, the whole world change
[Verse 4]
Mad bitches, so much broads
Feelin' like when I wanna fuck them all
Get mad brain in my very fast car
Ferrari V12 Maranello on my arm
[Verse 5]
Ladies can't resist the charm
Haters, kiss the ring of the don
And we do this all day
Welcome to St. Tropez
[Verse 6]
Oh, what a night
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 7]
Whoa, what a night
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 8]
Welcome to St. Tropez (Oh yeah)
[Verse 9]
We make money, money we spending
Get mad honeys, swimming in women
Imported linen, Egyptian cotton
The party just started, the party ain't stoppin'
[Verse 10]
Keep shit poppin', poppin' these bottles
Haters keep hatin', fucking these models
So much money like we own the lotto
Pull up to a club in white Murcielago
[Verse 11]
He don't make dollars, he don't make sense
He don't make you rich, he don't mean shit, shit
We're the shit, I mean, how much better can it get?
Harleys, Maseratis, Gallardos, we make too much dough
And we spend it all day
Welcome to St. Tropez (Oh yeah)
[Verse 12]
Oh, what a night
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 13]
Whoa, what a night
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 14]
Whoa, what a night
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 15]
Whoa, what a night
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 16]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight, all the way from Moscow, Russia
Give a warm welcome for
Heavyweight rap champion, B Smooth the Groove
So make some noise for the one and only, Mr. Black Star
[Verse 17]
Givin' it up, don't stop your body
Come on, ladies, let's get naughty
Givin' it up now everybody
Come on, girls, here comes to daddy
Givin' it up, don't stop your body
Givin' it up, we came to party
Givin' it up now everybody
Give it up for music
[Verse 18]
Oh, what a night
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 19]
Whoa, what a night
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 20]
Whoa, what a night
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 21]
Whoa, what a night
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air, make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
[Verse 22]
Welcome to St. Tropez
Written by: Antoine Konrad, Djibril Kagni, Fabio Antoniali, Timur Yunosov, Kalenna Lashae Harper, Theron Makiel Thomas