[Intro]
Yeah, 2016
Brussels Lutèce
Brussels is coming, yeah
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
[Verse 1: Roméo Elvis]
Pass me the damn briefcase
I waited three years to claim my cash
Every work deserves pay but don't talk to me about when I was a cashier
I saw some of them being marched along like the judge sending off those condemned to hard labor
In other words, to hell with the gold-diggers
In other words, to hell with the gold-diggers messing around
I've got friends in the game, they've given me your rundown, dude
In other words, don't mind the noise when I screw you over
[Refrain]
We go oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise (and not me)
I've got songs that make you go crazy
And they go like oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise
I've got songs that make you go crazy, and they go like:
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
[Verse 2: Caballero]
Pass me all the fucking dinero
So I can take good care of my loved ones
On the cheques, there has to be ten zeros
You have no idea what we're capable of for the dinero
And if you want a feature, obviously I'll say, "No"
Let them go look for love somewhere else
Or I'll roll them all up in my king size
Hey hey hey, it's midnight
Soon I'll be on stage with all my squad
My fans going wild with excitement and you're wondering why
Why? Because...
[Refrain]
Oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise and not me
I've got songs that'll make you go crazy
Oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise and not me
I've got songs that'll make you go crazy
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
[Verse 3: Roméo Elvis]
Alligator in the building controlling the sector
Searching for something
I've got friends to honor for giving me a hand
When I needed to calm my excesses
[Verse 4: Caballero]
You say you're making it big
But apart from the smell of shit, I didn't smell anything
Even at the time they used to pay me 20 cents, my performances were fire
Caballero and rap, it's like a bloke hammering a ho
Your wife is Mother Theresa of Calcutta: she's got a flat ass and she can't figure you out
[Refrain]
Oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise and not me
I've got songs that'll make you go crazy
Oh! You're going to end up at Père-Lachaise and not me
I've got songs that'll make you go crazy
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
Brussels is coming, we're jampacked in a ride
We're jampacked in a ride, boy