Нагора - Папин сын - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I would live like a sultan, I would have had three wives and triple beauty would be surrounded, but alas I am not a sultan and in my pockets, but I like my text, I didn't get my text, not to get to me in a telly but I am not a dystrophist and So far in the body, let him not be a fashionable car, but my provincial style is digging your car, I'm as a phantom plus I don't go under the download, for you rap it is a fashion for me, it's hard to write about what you have not seen, but I have choe To tell and your rap is Ponte, your leisure to merge the father's dump truck on the bitches, in the father's wheelbarrow, not the essence, only you do not disseminate, you do not raise the rams, I just raised the street and you are daddy son.

There would be a dad prize grew up the boy, but I grew up without my father and did not solve our tasks, worked out at nights in the summer, I remember how the bracelets dressed in my first 13, let me go from the youngsters, mother, mom I found an outcomes more I don't wear normally with my hands Masha, but did not go to the wushu, I am a cool for Oldke, but I didn't stick it under FIFTI because the feces, I didn't feel sick at the dose, but it's not breathlessly to put the chicks in Pose