Децл - Сучки
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Оки. Ну теперь слушай. СУКА!
Её сжираю клубы, она не спит ночью,
Её мама молча охуевает с дочки,
она за ночь спускает папину зарплату.
Она может не спать пять ночей подряд,
её тусовка: папинкины сынки и дочки,
Что оставляют в барах семейные бабки,
Парни знают её, как первую сучку,
Тёлки говорят, как за последнюю стерву за ночь.
Она выбивает сто из ста, она на первом месте клубного рейтинга.
Встречает по одежде, провожает также,
Смотрит на бренд каждого, не любит лажи!
Любит, когда надпись на всю спину Gucci,
Жан Франка Фере с такими тусами не наскучит.
Prada, D&G. Она не знает, что ей ещё в жизни надо.
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Ей наплевать на взгляды и понятия,
Она раздвигает булки везде, где ей нравится.
С ночи до утра она хавает колёса,
Не редко от кокса льётся кровь из носа.
Торгует телом по клубам, отсасывая старым мудакам,
Она думает – это окей, но это не так.
Посмотри назад, потом вперёд,
Скажи себе стоп, всё могло бы быть наоборот!
С четверга по воскресенье ты шляешься по клубам,
Помогая кадрить мужиков своим подругам.
Признайся, ё, ведь ты же СУКА! Bich!
Вся твоя жизнь – это сплошная интрига.
Когда ты видишь бабки, ты потеешь.
Ты любишь одеваться дорого, ты этого стоишь.
Отсасываешь иностранцам в их собственных отелях,
Ведь вся твоя жизнь лишь только игра!
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Думаешь всё игра. Тут взяла там дала,
Думаешь навсегда, но время летит.
Вот идёт за тобой очередной твой герой.
Только не в коксе, слышишь покой.
Отстой всё это! Постой!
Но скоро кончится всё!
Знаешь место своё.
Что ты знаешь, скажи, о любви, о любви, о любви!!! Е-е-е, о-о-о.
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Ты скажи, ты скажи, что ты думаешь о любви.
Помолчи, напряги мозги е-е-е и скажи, что ты думаешь о любви, а-а мами, ё.
Okie. Well now listen. BITCH!
I devour her clubs, she does not sleep at night,
Her mother silently fucks with her daughter,
she lowers her father's salary overnight.
She can stay up five nights in a row
her party: daddy's sons and daughters,
What do family grandmas leave in bars,
The boys know her like the first bitch
Chicks talk like they're the last bitch of the night.
She knocks out a hundred out of a hundred, she is in first place in the club rating.
Meets by clothes, escorts also,
Looks at everyone's brand, does not like crap!
Likes when the inscription on the entire back of Gucci,
Jean Franca Feret will not get bored with such parties.
Prada, D&G. She doesn't know what else she needs in life.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
She does not care about the views and concepts,
She spreads her buns wherever she pleases.
From night to morning she eats wheels
It is not uncommon for coke to bleed from the nose.
Selling body to clubs, blowing old assholes
She thinks it's okay, but it's not.
Look back then forward
Tell yourself stop, everything could be the other way around!
From Thursday to Sunday you go clubbing
Helping to frame men to their girlfriends.
Admit it, yo, you're a BITCH! Beach!
Your whole life is full of intrigue.
When you see money, you sweat.
You like to dress expensively, you are worth it.
Blowing foreigners in their own hotels
After all, your whole life is just a game!
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You think it's all a game. Here I took there I gave
You think forever, but time flies.
Here comes your next hero.
Only not in coke, you hear peace.
Stop it all! Wait!
But soon it will all be over!
You know your place.
What do you know, tell me about love, about love, about love!!! E-e-e, o-o-o.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
I devour her clubs, she does not sleep at night,
Her mother silently fucks with her daughter,
she lowers her father's salary overnight.
She can stay up five nights in a row
her party: daddy's sons and daughters,
What do family grandmas leave in bars,
The boys know her like the first bitch
Chicks talk like they're the last bitch of the night.
She knocks out a hundred out of a hundred, she is in first place in the club rating.
Meets by clothes, escorts also,
Looks at everyone's brand, does not like crap!
Likes when the inscription on the entire back of Gucci,
Jean Franca Feret will not get bored with such parties.
Prada, D&G. She doesn't know what else she needs in life.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
She does not care about the views and concepts,
She spreads her buns wherever she pleases.
From night to morning she eats wheels
It is not uncommon for coke to bleed from the nose.
Selling body to clubs, blowing old assholes
She thinks it's okay, but it's not.
Look back then forward
Tell yourself stop, everything could be the other way around!
From Thursday to Sunday you go clubbing
Helping to frame men to their girlfriends.
Admit it, yo, you're a BITCH! Beach!
Your whole life is full of intrigue.
When you see money, you sweat.
You like to dress expensively, you are worth it.
Blowing foreigners in their own hotels
After all, your whole life is just a game!
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You think it's all a game. Here I took there I gave
You think forever, but time flies.
Here comes your next hero.
Only not in coke, you hear peace.
Stop it all! Wait!
But soon it will all be over!
You know your place.
What do you know, tell me about love, about love, about love!!! E-e-e, o-o-o.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
You tell me, you tell me what you think about love.
Shut up, strain your brains e-e-e and tell me what you think about love, a-a mami, yo.
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