Bullet Proof
You got your pocket full of money, and your name is on the door
Feeling good
You got a smirk on your face, women dropping as you strut
Looking cool
You throw parties on your yacht, champagne for everyone
Luscious girls around the pool
You're invincible, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
You drive your Bentley on a Monday, and your jet is supersonic
Living large
You wear Oscar De La Renta, and your style is "Oh, so chic!"
Superstar
You handle billions over the phone, you never take no for an answer
It's understood, you're unbeatable, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
There was a thing there in the paper just the other day, I read
Some guy had jumped off the ledge, flat on the pavement
He was - dead!
Something to do with tax evasion gone to the roof
I guess he thought he was invincible, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
Not bullet proof at all, no, no
Feeling good
You got a smirk on your face, women dropping as you strut
Looking cool
You throw parties on your yacht, champagne for everyone
Luscious girls around the pool
You're invincible, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
You drive your Bentley on a Monday, and your jet is supersonic
Living large
You wear Oscar De La Renta, and your style is "Oh, so chic!"
Superstar
You handle billions over the phone, you never take no for an answer
It's understood, you're unbeatable, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
There was a thing there in the paper just the other day, I read
Some guy had jumped off the ledge, flat on the pavement
He was - dead!
Something to do with tax evasion gone to the roof
I guess he thought he was invincible, bullet proof
But what you're gonna do when it's over?
When they come to repossess your house and take all your stuff
What you're gonna do when they don't need you anymore?
I bet you're gonna cry 'cause you're not bullet proof
Not bullet proof at all
Not bullet proof at all, no, no
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Writer(s): Yves Giraud
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