Текст песни трахай меня
Обновлено: 30.10.2025
Я не достану звезд с небес, ведь я не Зевс,
Любовь точка нет, зато есть после точек секс,
Я потерял время, зато обрел я правду,
Цени, брат, тех, кто рядом, трахай нормальных.
Вся ваша дружба смех, ее растопит снег,
Москва слезам не верит, ведь ее греет мех,
Словно по кругу бег, ломаю ваши ценности,
Тут главное доверие и ни капли ревности.
Меня не удивишь, не купишь, ты так и знай,
С тобой буду холодным, как тот 08 февраль,
Как с теми с Сохо, как с темы тупо съехал,
Все ваши взгляды заслужили только смех..
Остались настоящие, кто не за лаврами в погоне,
Тот кто не гнулся под погонами, за вас спокоен,
Я улыбаюсь, когда встречаю лицемерие,
Своим от сердца, открываю двери я.
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Efiroplastika , inflated lips bucks ,
In the brain possessed by a demon, reading fairy tales,
Made the credit card on the table on the spot ,
And together with Coca-Cola comes holiday.
Reprinted diary of your souls astray ,
You're not in fact , tell you ask
The sound of wheels in an unknown direction ,
I broke the head itself, disabled doubt .
Now who I am, and , well, who you are now , I
My patience - the darkness , you do not believe ,
My friend is now my muzlo I with him,
I tell him in verse, as I have loved you .
Then he 'll come to rayonchik salam , Tatiana,
And today I will share why I'm drunk ,
You know everyone and everything already , but I shall ,
Like this delayed my severe sleep.
I 'll get the stars in heaven , because I did not Zeus
Love point there, but there points after sex,
I lost some time , but I have found the truth ,
Prices , brother, those who are near , fuck normal .
All your friendship laughter , it will melt the snow,
Moscow does not believe in tears , because her warm fur
Like running in a circle , racking your values,
Here the main trust and not a drop of jealousy.
I'm not surprised, not buy, you can be sure ,
Are you going to cool as the one on February 8 ,
As with the SoHo as a theme stupidly moved ,
All your views deserve only laughter ..
Were real, who is not for laurels in the pursuit ,
Those who do not bend under the shoulder straps for you calm
I smile when I meet hypocrisy
From his heart, I open the door .
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