некури - памяти карта - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forget about this, forget about this, the hunter Tom is no longer a poet sings music bites on his hands as a joke

How to throw bones like a fit with hacksters who vacuuming at home like sniffed nipples watch top below

In the eyes of as in the back, it changes me to swim coldly, but let's sing about everything good keep you

Lord, well, I would have more bosks and would take off the tower when you wait for the huckster at the minus two

Vadim Maltsev and Mikhail Brother, scratches his back, fester the scum of Solce faded the glaza of the guess

All the whores are wild, shouts of the room of the room twitch the fucking trunks, but you would go, but you won’t be able to,

but you but do not be able to go to the bastard of the bed of the carpet, but not painful, I have a victory at

Comes with an injection to visit, everyone thinks to become a boss, and we are cocked pies culturally in the mass where

then among you questions are there answers to which there are no questions, dogs love to debts somewhere somewhere but mine

R3um was erased in his mouth all the cattle, although he himself was like that, the bulls are extinguished mother calls for dinner, I ushol

Supply if that

I can’t sing with you, I can’t stand nearby, I only overshadow. I need a calm evening

And the heel.

if something I am under the powder under Chanel of the Germans, I warm me warm because how much I sniffed the speed of be3

Helmets after him jump into the promise, lay me a red carpet, you understood today the sun I rumbled

Only a little bit of two of her words and cook rudeness on the wall of the sutra all stupidity everything

It is true that the guards from the Maidan boil boys and I stole your girlfriend for an hour for a couple of rude

Sorry for stupid things on a glass, but you didn’t bed somewhere higher, I asked me to sleep with me until the morning then

I am good but ready to kill you does not lie in the stomach of fucking how to catch a haha with a friend on this high I

I will change any girlfriend for stupidity, I am bad, fuck Patrick with me like the sun in the morning

The pain until the morning, how every tank that has been fanned away, like jokes for Dolbayubs, what will the will writes

Change everything and live on a hemp field, I'm sorry I will return the fields, I will fulfill all the plans, hands will crack

Give me a faceted glass and show me a line .......