Get fresh gotta stay fly Get the jet I gotta stay high High up like a la la la Ain’t nothin here that ma money cant buy Dolce, Gucci and Louis V Yatch so big i could live in the sea You for real u can’t see me In these Euro frames the whole world change 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 And we do this all day, welcome to St. Tropez Too much money in the bank account Hands in the air make you scream and shout When we’re in St. Tropez 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 By rissomat