Lyrics Welcome To St Tropez

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
Whoah, Party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whoah Party now
Whoah, Party now
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Whoah Party now