INTRO
Welcome to the dreamland…
Let’s go…
Dreams, DreamzZz, Dreams, DreamzZz are real…
Hé ho, what’s the motherfuckin shit there? Heu heu ? What? Hum ?
What’s your dream? What’s your dream? Dreams are real…
VERSE 1 [ Wally-T]
Yeah ; Coming from Biyem’streets, with the fightin spirit…
Over crazy, I’m mister Hit, shit…Wally-T on the mic’
Fly with me , my ho’…my homie…
Swagga nigga, marvelous strings…
Molah, Ho ha, what’s your dream ?
Mine, be the king, not of the ring like Nesting Takam…but of music
Collect classics…money, glory, fucking awards…
Honey, baby touch it, chicks around me know I’m dope boy …
But everybody has his dream… yours can be…
Heu be a dealer, a builder, yep an engineer…
Political leader, what else ? Whatever…
Anyway, be ready… u’ll certainly meet on your way obstacles… battles of life are so hard…
CHORUS
We dreamed to bring something’ new… But it’s just the beginning, yep a preview…
What’s your dream, dream, dream, what’s your dream…
What’s your dream, dream, dream, what’s your dream…
Above jealous, haterz, fakes and loosers…Hear this smash hit, classic, No limits my homie…
What’s your dream, dream, dream, dream, what’s your dream...
What’s your dream, dream, dream, dream, What’s your dream...
VERSE 2 [ 6-Fried ]
Child I dreamed to be like Tony Stark, teen I just wanna be a superstar…
Man, no Iron on my arms, just gold on my hands, and diamonds…hands up;
Happy ending in each of my dreams, more slender than Janus Stark,
Slip into Transval convoy, boy,carrying bundles,…
Escaped from any jail…praise
Reciting hail Mary…counting my bills…
I had a vision I was very rich
More than Crésus, and Kankou Moussa…
Massah, In my harem, no comment !… han han…
Masai princess, Foulbe pearls, London ladies, Miami babies…
Wanna hit every girl in this world…yep
And U han?
Tell me… What’ what’ what’ what’, what’s your dream ?
CHORUS
VERSE 3 [ Nix ]
Do u wanna be a basket-ball playa, like Joakim Noah; or a football legend like Eto’o, Milla, Forever…
Zidane, Pélé, Maradona, or u want to be a teacha? Driva, hustla, What’s job? Oooooooooh…
Bitches at Semme beach, chillin at Kribi landing…
Remember good moments, wesh No worry…
Sweet baby, come near me…
Rock with me my queen, till morning, yup…
Shake it baby,bust it, Hé ma miss, hey viens j’ai les do’….. !
Pimp' Pionneer, freeze by Labastille…
DJ Manu Killer, au mic’ ca tue han…
Diablo, mon poto load it, mix it, maxi buzz
ZZz…DreamzZzzzzzzzzzzzzz…
D’ongola à doul, en mode DreamzZz…
Garoua, Buéa, tout l’monde ; DreamzZz…
Lima, Prétoria, Rio mes cariocas,
Ahala, Tara; Dave Luck, écoute ca ! Aaaaash !
CHORUS
OUTRO
Ahahahahahahaaaa…
Ekié, u wanna test ? Keep calm lil boy, Nayor…
Or if u want, talk, talk, and talk like a magpie, lie yourself…
Don’t be so looser, it’s just a game, even if we run it…
Ahahahahaha… wooooow !
So calm, like a Don man, I am…
Showtime, showcase, showbizZz…DreamzZz…
Ok…Goodbye…
