MOYAK - Босяцкая туса
текст песни

There are only killed faces

Someone calls the police

Bitch is a killer chick

It should not be repeated



I want to fuck

Coca in my rose, foam

That you are not like that, do not believe

She will scream like in Tenis



Uh-oh, your ass carnival

Bitch queen, I crowned you

Where are you? After all, no one let you go

You ran to me as if Cinderella on the ball



Drives the Bosyatskaya Tusa, Denisit whore and garbage

Near the lesbukhi girlfriends, Beach, take your hands away

I pour tears, scandals and dramas into glasses

I whisper her brutally, Beach, show my secrets



I'm flying into this club from my foot

I touch you without touching

I'm at home, everyone knows me here

There is no pawnshop, but I buy everything



You want to say, but you have nothing to say

Bitch undress and drove to dance

I'll light you, you will burn out in the morning

After I will take you and throw you on the bed



I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed

I will throw it on the bed



Drives the Bosyatskaya Tusa, Denisit whore and garbage

Near the lesbukhi girlfriends, Beach, take your hands away

I pour tears, scandals and dramas into glasses

I whisper her brutally, Beach, show my secrets