Every evening. |
Shakes the liver.
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Petya is always healing something and this list
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His bullish fantasies, fuck everyone in order
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He confused the beds, now he is playing hide and seek with us.
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And we are with guys like "Vadim"
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He is not at work and Aunt Katya does not have him
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When we catch "knock-knock" on the * ball
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He is so warm in the hospital under the covers.
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And in my thoughts even that bullshit will impose on us
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As a result, the barefoot is a two-story house
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Society "Millionator". |
There are cottages.
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The bridge of the nose, two teeth and a laptop to boot.
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Petya is a bitch. |
He's a f*cking sick guy.
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Up to xp * what he said and for * the ball he wants very much
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Good guy, trendy. |
Wears Gucci
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Sweet *balo. |
He is not trained to filter the market.
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Why do you need such pampering?
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A dozen fractures, Petya suffered
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Now there is nothing to eat, Petya's liver was staggered
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Guchi has gone somewhere, he does not heal anyone.
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Have you seen at least once how they twist the sparrows?
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Petenka is inadequate, incomprehensible to us
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Yes, along the way too, look at the face
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If you don't follow the bazaar, you will also be frostbitten.
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Chorus:
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Thinks one thing, said the second, does the third
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And every third one is like this right now. |
Believe me.
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And these glances, fractures, heels
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Only women, x*plets and junkies do not like.
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Thinks one thing, said the second, does the third
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And every third one is like this right now. |
Believe me.
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And these glances, fractures, heels
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Only women, x*plets and junkies do not like.
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And this one? |
BUT! |
An evil lover of fluff?
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Snot to the belly, tube near the ear
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Constantly. |
He speaks and sticks.
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Where he f*cks, and where in nature he himself does not understand.
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Busy guy. |
“I have KAMAZ trucks from Kazan”
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Who did you call? |
four minutes earlier
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"I need to go!" |
Yah? |
What about KAMAZ trucks?
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"KAMAZ trucks? |
Yes, there along the way, there is no smear. ”
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Here is the type! |
Not like my guys
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Sports, planning, and they kill with just a glance.
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It will fall from a four-story building, it will not break.
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Get up and go. |
And that's all? |
Well, it shakes up a little.
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And those lovers to dry
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To splurge, cut down the pipe and sew in
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Deer!!! |
Types!!!
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As you know, crickets are worse than n * daras!
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Deer!!! |
Types!!!
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As you know, crickets are worse than n * daras!
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Chorus:
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Thinks one thing, said the second, does the third
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And every third one is like this right now. |
Believe me.
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And these glances, fractures, heels
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Only women, x*plets and junkies do not like.
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Thinks one thing, said the second, does the third
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And every third one is like this right now. |
Believe me.
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And these glances, fractures, heels
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Only women, x*plets and junkies do not like. |