Текст песни Жека и Тбили - либо ты станеш моему сыну мамой,либо нахуй

Scarlet flowers in a vase in the kitchen waiting for the start of the holiday
I made ​​a big holiday package I'm happy
soon will drop with each other and also blown
and I'm still waiting for that you do not fool vklyuchish
brown eyes, and I once again blew
threw thoughts to fool you blow the smoke-filled
and I am led to , not because the goose
I do not see what you Ljubisa me because at that July and August
black dress you vypivaesh I see you have enough
I was not pleased you rydaesh mat covered yes sho so fast
in the brain has been shot and I shut slyshysh ?

Let's put aside all with you tomorrow
hildren over the years I have learned so little about you
or you will be my son or my mother or fuck fuck

Let's put aside all with you tomorrow
hildren over the years I have learned so little about you
or you will be my son or my mother or fuck fuck

And I rarely smoke more often a catch your wave
Only recently I learned how to lie to lie to himself
that was not the way I was afraid to be
And everything is fine like found their place in life without drugs
but I used to look at all the reason for the load
and then hide his eyes red from the dust
is a substitute for my sadness and I have time to write a verse until let go
Nothing inspires me as a new bit in my iPod and watch as she sleeps
By the way for a long time we have not seen her with her so different, parted ways
I heard her there greasy road and I can blow a bit after a workout
and it's not that at all , I can remember since 2007 dirty weekdays
Clubs from the floor I sometimes disgusted by etih movements
and I'll wake up with a sense of familiar etim like inside me
such as empty when there is no air to breathe when I want to fall
but I can not wake up
It is necessary to start with a clean slate . throw turbid and disappear every day
I changed all Pravda.Tolko today or tomorrow