STIL RYDER - Надеюсь это пранк... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You look into my eyes, I appreciated the neckline, do not care what you carry, the content is not important to me.

Still a glass - our friendship will be rotated,

I'm already your lover, boyfriend, yes anyone!

Her removed ass does not go, but flutters,

The point here is not that our lady is a little bit. Her lips are sweet, like the most sweet wool,

Its fragrance breaks more than any bilaters. I catch a taxi, we go to you, I go, close,

Already not small - to hell fucking tea!

Now we are best alone, do not say ..

Where I will take you no matter - Baby we burn. Tomorrow I hardly remember your name,

This night, in a good sense, Miss, was like a gale!

All I'm leaving, Sori, stumbled about some kind of life, I understand how the lip is, because it was a diary!

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I hope this is Prank, but no ovations, she is not even 17, your mother, she is not 16! God, it is not a dream, damn, she is without panties, mom, I am a pedophile, among thousands of Tesakov!