J-Ax
She’s with you (eh)
But she seems like a cat that eats a mouse, she’s the fair of the East (eh)
I pretend I don’t know her, but she’s really the fair of the ex
She was with me, with Nek too, and with three others
Your new girl’s gone through more seasons than Big Brother (Big Bro, yeah)
These are little boys, the lady eats them up like sandwiches
If she swaps them with her girlfriends, these cards
I’ve got it, I don’t, I’ve got it, I don’t, like Panini’s1
The rules tear her Amiri jeans
I put on a patch from Lundini2
I’m roast pig and you’re sashimi
I’ll ruin your livestream with a burp
We’re just waiting for us all to be here
We’re gypsies in the streets, out all night long
Tonight only those nasty ones come in
Because at the sea you don’t need manners
And tell me, tell me that
In this dark night, at dinner in a tank top
Everything will come true, and now that my band is playing
To dance the Bamba
Jump, salsa
You’ve got written on your t-shirt
No, bro, wrong year, start over
The token’s down and you go (yeah), like on the tagada (yeah)
We’re made for each other
You make the salsa, I’ll make the pasta
To the first decree was: “Enough”
To the last instead was: “Bastard”
The over 65 from AstraZeneca3
Hit the bong on the beach like in Senegal
We’ll be saved this time too
With a big mouth and a short memory
And you’ll shout all night long, all night long
You drink one shot too many
And then you stay up all night, all morning
And even a bit the night after
We’re just waiting for us all to be here
We’re gypsies in the streets, out all night long
Tonight only those nasty ones come in
Because at the sea you don’t need manners
And tell me, tell me that
In this dark night, at dinner in a tank top
Everything will come true, and now that my band is playing
To dance the Bamba
I sweat away the poison because here even the air is a weight
I raise my hands and push the sky up (Jump, jump)
I was caged in, now escaped
I go til sunrise with my bros
If you don’t take another we’re not going away
He’s got on his wrist a $20k Audemars (Ah)
He’s got Dior sunglasses too (Ah)
But if he’s the Wish version of Elon Musk4
With a look like: Shock, because5
Then she won’t look at his Louis Vuitton’s
But at us shirtless in the booth
We’re just waiting for us all to be here
We’re gypsies in the streets, out all night long
Tonight only those nasty ones come in
Because at the sea you don’t need manners
And tell me, tell me that
In this dark night, at dinner in a tank top
Everything will come true, and now that my band is playing
To dance the Bamba
Jump, salsa
Salsa
1. An Italian company that produces collectibles including trading cards.2. The name of a comedy show, “Una pezza di Lundini.”3. The manufacturer of a COVID-19 vaccine.4. Wish is an e-commerce platform often criticized for its poor functionality. In other words, he’s the budget version of Elon Musk.5. A quote from former prime minister Matteo Renzi that became a meme.