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 can’t 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
Feeling 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 of the Don
And we do this all day, welcome to St. Trope

Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope
Oh yeah
Timati
Welcome to St. Trope

We make money, money we spending’
Get mad Henny, swimming and women
Imported Linen, Egyptian cotton
The party just started, the party ain’t stopin’
Keep shit poppin’, poppin these bottles
Haters keep hatin’, fu**n’ these models
So much money like we own the lotto
Pull up to a club in a white murcielago
He don’t make dollars, he don’t make cents
He don’t make you rich, he don’t mean shit, shit
Give me the shit. I mean how much better can it get
Harleys, Maserati, Gallardos, we make too much doe
And we spend it all day, welcome to St. Trope
Oh yeah

Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, all the way from Moscow, Russia
Give a warm welcome for heavy weight rap champion B smooth….
So make some noise for the one and only, Mr. Black Star

Get it up, don’t stop your body
Comon’ ladies, let’s get naughty
Get it up, now everybody
Comon’ girls, here comes the daddy
Get it up, don’t stop your body
Get it up, again your body
Get it up, now everybody
Get it up for music

Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we’re in St. Trope

Welcome to St Trope