Эльвира Т - крутой реп - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It is strange that I have not yet called "Holy", it hurts me to look like you tears from resentment swallow.

To everyone, she is not rap, from the playlist her eats, but every my song in your mp3.

Your riot in the comments is a monkeys uprising, a herd of stubborn dons everyone knows better than the ladies.

Everyone walks for me on the heels, knocking out a hundred of one hundred to refute the rumor that I supposedly I am supermarket.

I did not want the world, I always wanted war Nature just begs to give you p ..

Calling me a pathoral, think a hundred times, Paphos is a city in Cyprus, Idi led the Venus dictionary.

Any criticism goes only to the left if I ignore in contact is not a sign of bitch.

I will not help, the people himself chose the Queen, is not exchanged, your choice is made.

With your gossip you raise me rating, but each of the enviousings secretly as a friend to me

She says to everyone shit, she was just lucky, and he himself writes to me: "Elvir went to the movies?!".

Chorus:

Do not judge me, do not judge you.

It will take a couple of days and you will love me.

Your gossip as wildlife sounds

So ask you to give you on the face.