I got them on, you've been wearing BB's Rayban for a long time
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Did you make a theme? |
Get lost, see you later, OGG
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Fresh as if only from under the blue tape in AMG
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The way from the mattress on the floor to your turnip on TV
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I came in large numbers (yes sir!), no way back
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It's fucked up (yes sir!), yes lan, okay
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Not a hundred pounds? |
(Yes sir!) Yes, I don't need to
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I did push-ups, bra, and you thought I was falling? |
Ah!
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The manual for the designer says:
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"Ways to build bridges to happiness"
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Either pack your bag or wait
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Until we become part of Moscow
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Where did you get all the gwap that yesterday
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Did you bring your kent to us? |
Mom, I'm a freelancer
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Fuck the word "Fate", start with
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What is talent - strain
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Bro, I was in a hasle (I was in a hasle!)
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You look at actions and take off your shell (I was in a hasle!)
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I fucked off the tube so as not to fuck (I was in a hasle!)
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My enemies? |
Do not confuse - just foreigners (foreign)
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The capital squeezes a piece of sheet between her fingers
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Blood in, blood out, I'm not surprised
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You valued the commune at half my unit
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I'm tired of losing money because of provincial fagots
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You ran away from the hut, here the life is not made of pixels
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I got them on, you've been wearing BB's Rayban for a long time
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Did you make a theme? |
Get lost, see you later, OGG
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Fresh as if only from under the blue tape in AMG
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The way from the mattress on the floor to your turnip on TV
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I came in large numbers (yes sir!), no way back
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It's fucked up (yes sir!), yes lan, okay
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Not a hundred pounds? |
(Yes sir!) Yes, I don't need to
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I did push-ups, bra, and you thought I was falling? |
Ah!
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Do you know where your home is? |
I don't understand you
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I don't give a fuck that you're indigenous, I can hire you
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I have a strange vocabulary and endings
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Better cooperate, sweat to tame me
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Look, she dreamed of making a million, but she was sitting here jerking off
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She does not want to visit her mother in the region, but wants to go to the Secret Room
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You were not accepted by VGIK, but a strip club took you on an internship
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It was all the dream, the alarm clock brought the blades to the temple
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You need a magician, on the Porsche, the father is at the ABC below
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Kiss, shave five minutes, spin the insta first
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What diploma? |
Squeeze it all out, then go booby in the p*doo
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But don't trust your neighbors or they'll burst you like a cyst
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I got them on, you've been wearing BB's Rayban for a long time
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Did you make a theme? |
Get lost, see you later, OGG
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Fresh as if only from under the blue tape in AMG
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The way from the mattress on the floor to your turnip on TV
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I came in large numbers (yes sir!), no way back
|
It's fucked up (yes sir!), yes lan, okay
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Not a hundred pounds? |
(Yes sir!) Yes, I don't need to
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I did push-ups, bra, and you thought I was falling? |
Ah! |