Jah Khalib - Do It - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

She is very vain, under her IPhone backlight, she has bags under her eyes. Something says, smokes one in one. In some fur coats and shopping with his head. She does not see further with his*sec. No, well, with*ski, but made are made. All conversations are clumsy sweet cotton wool. In a word, as if, almost a ward. A narrow specialty, purely in the darkness on a loud part of the silicone fairy. From the world of illusions. And if I had lasted at least an hour. I would doubt myself. In his pants, it became colder from thoughts on this subject. Yes, take it, I think pushing somewhere in Africa. You will not go far in such traffic. It stands in a traffic jam, with the most pot -bellied daddy. Chorus: [x3] In her head only the wind. Blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing. Blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing. And if you do not want to be a fool. do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, just do it, just do it, do it. The second verse: there is no nibua-hua in her cranial box. Her smart girlfriend her Chihua-hua. She is purely exactly at night stole quotes. It inserts them with a look, they say she is an intellectual. She will visit the solarium before she will fly in Miami tomorrow. The everyday life is busy with business, in a beauty salon, the lady collects the summit. Business sausage, someone's business sausage feeds it. Her whole life is like a white strip. White strip - through the nose to heaven. But she will soon grow old, her youth is not an eternal generator of money. And becoming older, she will wildly regret that she will no longer wiser.