You go to Saint-Tropez to party, not to work. It's like going to Ibiza to do your taxes.
IbizaLuc in Emily in Paris, Season 2 Episode 2Wild, wild enough
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St. Tropez
Yeah, I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope
I did play the block, now I play on boats
In the south of France, baby, Saint-Tropez
Get a tan, I'm already Black; rich, I'm already that
I'm in Saint-Tropez, I had to check wrist
I just bought my girl a new necklace
One, two, three, four, five, six
I'll take 'em all, don't matter what the price is
I said I'm sorry mama for my vices
You'll never understand what my life is
One, two, three, four, five, six
And they would toast to me, oh, let the players play
I'd be just like Leo in Saint-Tropez
