Внук - а как так можно было поступить скажи мне,даш - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And what, the new Hahal left you, I could not afford an Audi and eight. And the dick that you ask me to return. I would not go to bed so as not to wake up again. I am not afraid, I just don’t want to. And all your love without proceeds looks like nonsense. And how could you do this, tell me Dash, you will smoke again on the hut and someone was Dash. You broke while the first was tachy. But fucking you turned off your phone again. I would sleep somewhere with a girl Christina. I would have changed again What would you forgive me. You came from the rear and won that war. You have a fuck, but I am not bad alone. I was drowned to fuck, what a tone? Broken by car, outside the window, if not you, if not you, I muddied Then with Yana probably. The hundredth time I dial the number is not true. And I am drunk home trolebus. And you have it like? You don’t have pains. Yes, I had a lot of people like you, they all loved sex after drugs. You kiss him so much, but I'm so funny. And I’m hiding red again gaze under the gray hood

You will pay in the bills as I am for a buzz. You became cheap as new as a new life. Fuck a lime with tequila, I will be a juice, I am not killed, my sand was in my eyes. They would give a deadline if I saw your passport But I liked this sex with you so much. In the car, I played Basta, we don’t give a shit for everything, because I was not the first you, fuck it to lie. I held on my hand and thought that I loved. And all that was collected so, now it is zero, zero, zero, I pour more two hundred whiskey, cod in front of him ass, under Cox Caribbean. The guest baking, pour into a bacal, probably it would be better if I did not know you. I have a station, we are going to perform. And I am disgusted to be honestly about you. I don’t remember when I stopped laughing from the plan. I remember you in different moments and I feel good. I have breakfast an electric shock and a couple of cans of beer, I will let me go after a corporate. Tears seem to be a blender. Ale of a taxi, silking on a veteran. School brakes, I Baltika and two champagne