Viva! Madrid! Miss Information (Ft. Heems)

Sir, 14 millions of the pure white sand on my shoulders
On the Etihad Airways from Qatar
Tighten your seat belt, I’m taking off now

I thought he looked like a human bear
I found him outside of Madrid
This is the first day of our affair
We have red wine and camembert
What a rendez-vous

You are so chill ’n’ pretty high
Climb the hill and see the sky
I saw a kite in your eyes
I saw you climbed the hill and be high
Got cheap thrill and saw the sky
I saw a kite in your eyes

Feeling sick from the air pressure
Cuz of too much hidden data

So…Have a rum and coca cola

IPhone and motorola
A fake passport from Bahama

You dropped a pistachio on the floor
I’m picking it up
My mind and soul is tripping up
I’m making a call, an international call
My 2 phones are full of lies, jealous, shit of all
But I can show you the beautiful hilltop and waterfall
It could be real, it could be fake, you got a deal
It could be real, it could be fake