| I'm sitting with a guitar in the passage, people pass by, oh, look, they threw something - what
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| there? |
| Piglet like...
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| Damn, I've been playing for about an hour, only without mazy, there's never any sense - that's it
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| chewing coins!
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| Why the hell did I go from my ghetto to the center? |
| I thought to earn dehu, but not to do it here
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| Now, if I had a beha or a Mercedes, it would be cool - cooler with a wheelbarrow
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| much more than without.
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| Riding the subway is stressful, especially during rush hour, then a man will crush his leg,
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| then the aunt will be angry.
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| And if you are killed, you shouldn’t go down there at all, there is even the best mood
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| covered with pi ** oh ...
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| It’s another thing to cut through the highway in a car, wondering how much the world is beyond the windshield.
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| glass is beautiful.
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| Foot on the gas, everyone who is sitting in the cabin is in ecstasy, after a couple of attacks, in short,
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| you understand, brother!
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| Chorus:
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| Here comes the second hour. |
| I'm in the same passage, chicks walk nearby,
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| like runway models.
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| Is my guitar rap really good for nothing? |
| Girl throw me change
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| please! |
| "Back off, free!"
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| And if I drove up to this dude on a behe? |
| I would already be sitting inside
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| that would be fun...
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| Good afternoon, comrade cop. |
| Right now, one moment: here he is, I was sitting here,
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| and now I'm not here.
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| I didn’t stop business today, I’ll go home, on the way to my girlfriend I’ll stop by for lunch.
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| So, how much did they give me here? |
| Very cute. |
| What kind of gelding is there, even for gasoline
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| was not enough.
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| This cop, motherfucker, ruined all my raspberries, but why? |
| Yes, because
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| no fucking car!
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| It's okay, tomorrow I'll go to play in another place, they will donate lave to me there
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| vehicle…
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| Chorus:
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I’m riding an escalator, I’m standing on the right, some guy, accidentally hit me in the head with a bar
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| guitar.
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| “Hey, what are you, o ** l ?!” |
| I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I said, adjusting the cover,
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| and got off the escalator.
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| Then a creepy purse in a KiSh T-shirt came up to me and asked, “Little things don’t
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| lend?"
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| I will, of course! |
| I'd give you my whole wallet if you'd only bitch
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| wasn't that scary!
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| Here I am on the way to the house. |
| I see, at the entrance, someone's horse reflects the sun glare
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| iron.
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| I see my heifer is coming out, with some kind of pretzel with her - yes, I didn’t even think about
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| like a happy ending -
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| He opens the door for her, she gets into the car, clearly, goodbye, ** la,
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| goodbye, bitch!
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| I stood in ah **, watching the britzka, now I know even better,
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| what do I need from life...
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| Chorus:
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least!
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| I need a gelding - I'm sure, well, not a gelding, so boomer, at least! |