[Intro : Vald]
Pick up, damn it, pick up
This is a robbery
[Verse 1: Vald]
Fuck all their desires, the cash, it's all what connects us
Be sure we wouldn't walk together without it, be sure we wouldn't talk to each other
What a blessing (what a blessing), what a blessing (God is a blessing)
All the things I did to make them (oh), I'm made to make them
I get a call at noon for a robbery at the end of the afternoon (in Belgium)
I don't come wearing a hood, I come in flip-flop (entertained), everyone hands up, I take the recipe (entertained)
On the way back, we stop in showcase (entertained), it doesn't even cut off the contact
Down from the stage, shake hands with the boss, thanks for everything, talk to you later (eh thanks)
I have the bank plans and the address of the safe house
I have the right disguise and the German engine waiting for us in front
I was thinking about it as a child, it's now, the twist, it's going to do *psht* in the eye of the hurricane
Undercover robber, musicians team, I'm not an icon
Even when I step on the desk and ask them, "For the next CD, how much do you send?" (uh, well)
I-I'm asking this for my own good, each release, it's the coup of the century
Several million, barely a few titles, let's say fifteen (this is a robbery)
It's not your pickpocketing benefit
We'd almost feel free, I'm not gonna lie, I'm proud of it
I rob these robbers, I'm Jacques Mesrinised; against the wage labour force, I'm immune
Unity is strength like adding, come and join me in the pavilion area
In the worst case, we'll wear camisoles (villain)
They already think I'm crazy (crazy)
[Chorus: Vald]
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank (every day)
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
I have the plans of the bank (wow) and the address of the safe house (wow)
I have the right disguise and the German engine waiting for us in front (wow)
I have the plans of the bank (wow) and the address of the safe house (wow)
I have the right disguise and the German engine waiting for us in front (wow)
[Verse 2 : Sch]
I shout: "Hands up," pantyhose on the head, the hostages are out of air
Tommy gun, my camembert's sending a.45, I don't lift weights, eh
All my minds are entertained, Denver fucks the secretary
There won't be any funeral convoys if you follow the instructions
Fill this fucking bag while I look at your butt, your thong hangs out when you get down and grab the bundles
Fill that fucking bag, my jeans on my dick stand up and I smear the warden, two butt on the toilet
Push the red button, I think it's too indecent, I hit you with the magazine without drawing the picture
Celebrate Christmas, I won't wait until December, fuel on the phoenix even if it is reborn from its ashes
I'm going to lead hell on Earth, while everyone's on the ground
I know some burglars who eat out of your fridge
I take the ship, hoe takes the shuttle, there are hot trigger triggers that have ended up as a wipe
Fuck an Oscar and fuck a Grammy, fuck the SACEM and fuck the ADAMI
Case filled with weed from Amsterdam, you take Mrs. Courage to rob us
Former taulier under Amsterdamer, much too wild to flirt with them
Send a box of thirty to be detailed, six bullets in my Glock to put holes in them
We make weed and coke, not scrap metal, tracker under the grille for pigs
[Chorus: Vald]
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank (every day)
Fuck, fuck, stalk the luck, go rob the bank
I have the plans of the bank (wow) and the address of the safe house (wow)
I have the right disguise and the German engine waiting for us in front (wow)
I have the plans of the bank (wow) and the address of the safe house (wow)
I have the right disguise and the German engine waiting for us in front (wow)
This is a robbery