Qu’est‑ce Que Tu Prends, Chéri ? (Rise Original Mix)

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[Intro]
Table for un, table for deux,
step in the light on l’Avenue.
Sweet sensation, sugar-free,
Paris is asking,
« Qu’est-ce que tu prends, bébé ? »

[Verse 1]
Shot of attention, dash of sweat,
side of the dreams that you ain’t met yet.
Taste of Montmartre under your feet,
extra little something in this Paris heat.
Love turned up, groove on repeat,
hope in Pigalle with a four-four beat.
Don’t be waiting, lean on me—
club leans over,
« Qu’est-ce que tu prends, chéri ? »

[Pre-Chorus]
Pick it, mix it, ride this trance,
little bit of luck, très de romance.
Lights are low on Rue Saint-Honé,
come on, bébé,
qu’est-ce que tu prends ?

[Chorus]
What will it be? What will it be?
Little more you, little more me.
Love on the floor, hearts run free,
tell me, bébé,
qu’est-ce que tu prends ?
Sweet with the bass, glitter with heat,
Parisian nights knock you off your feet.
Take what you want, feel what you need—
what will it be? What will it be?

[Verse 2]
Starter of courage, main of mistakes,
spiced like the shots on les quais you take.
Side of laughter, splash of doubt,
if you hate pressure, shake it right out.
Extra good vibes, hold the fear,
pour me another wild Paris year.
Oui, cette soirée, juste toi et moi—
world keeps asking,
« Qu’est-ce que tu veux de moi ? »

[Break]
Waiter !
(Oui ?)
More love.
(Bien sûr, mon cœur.)
More money.
(Il faut la chance.)
More time ?
…Désolée, c’est pas sur la carte. (ah-ah)

[Bridge]
Taste it, chase it,
shake it, make it,
want it, waste it,
can’t overthink it.
Sip it, spin it,
lose or win it,
one night, one beat—
Paris says, « Own it. Live it. »

[French Section]
Paris la nuit, je fais la loi,
mes talons claquent, tu suis mes pas.
Je prends la scène, je prends ton cœur,
un, deux, trois verres, trop de chaleur.
Je ris, je danse, je prends ma chance,
regarde mon flow, regarde ma stance.
Tu veux le goût ? Tu veux la vie ?
Alors, mon ange, qu’est-ce que tu prends ici ?

[Final Chorus]
What will it be? What will it be?
Little more you, all eyes on me.
Love on the floor, hearts run free,
tell me, bébé,
qu’est-ce que tu prends ?
Sweet with the bass, glitter with heat,
dance through Paris, land on your feet.
One night only, you dance for me—
what will it be? What will it be?

[Outro]
Check, please.
(Already?)
Non…
bring me dessert.
(Et toi… qu’est-ce que tu prends, chéri ?)

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[Intro] Table for un, table for deux, step in the light on l’Avenue. Sweet sensation, sugar-free, Paris is asking, « Qu’est-ce que tu prends, bébé ? » [Verse 1] Shot of attention, dash of sweat, side of the dreams that you ain’t met yet. Taste of Montmartre under your feet, extra little something in this Paris heat. Love turned up, groove on repeat, hope in Pigalle with a four-four beat. Don’t be waiting, lean on me— club leans over, « Qu’est-ce que tu prends, chéri ? » [Pre-Chorus] Pick it, mix it, ride this trance, little bit of luck, très de romance. Lights are low on Rue Saint-Honé, come on, bébé, qu’est-ce que tu prends ? [Chorus] What will it be? What will it be? Little more you, little more me. Love on the floor, hearts run free, tell me, bébé, qu’est-ce que tu prends ? Sweet with the bass, glitter with heat, Parisian nights knock you off your feet. Take what you want, feel what you need— what will it be? What will it be? [Verse 2] Starter of courage, main of mistakes, spiced like the shots on les quais you take. Side of laughter, splash of doubt, if you hate pressure, shake it right out. Extra good vibes, hold the fear, pour me another wild Paris year. Oui, cette soirée, juste toi et moi— world keeps asking, « Qu’est-ce que tu veux de moi ? » [Break] Waiter ! (Oui ?) More love. (Bien sûr, mon cœur.) More money. (Il faut la chance.) More time ? …Désolée, c’est pas sur la carte. (ah-ah) [Bridge] Taste it, chase it, shake it, make it, want it, waste it, can’t overthink it. Sip it, spin it, lose or win it, one night, one beat— Paris says, « Own it. Live it. » [French Section] Paris la nuit, je fais la loi, mes talons claquent, tu suis mes pas. Je prends la scène, je prends ton cœur, un, deux, trois verres, trop de chaleur. Je ris, je danse, je prends ma chance, regarde mon flow, regarde ma stance. Tu veux le goût ? Tu veux la vie ? Alors, mon ange, qu’est-ce que tu prends ici ? [Final Chorus] What will it be? What will it be? Little more you, all eyes on me. Love on the floor, hearts run free, tell me, bébé, qu’est-ce que tu prends ? Sweet with the bass, glitter with heat, dance through Paris, land on your feet. One night only, you dance for me— what will it be? What will it be? [Outro] Check, please. (Already?) Non… bring me dessert. (Et toi… qu’est-ce que tu prends, chéri ?)

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