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We start the evening for distillation,
Eyes for panamas - sharp ketchup
Under the kopechons, only two things
On distillation, who is more sharp

Reveet, there is what, on pokes
I score tightly, with my heart
We fill the halls for distillations
The places are dismantled, and you are late

We are under you, Garyacho in winter
We tell the cellars under us
Hands up, legs dance, head-head
Or left -handed hook and let's go home

Kiwi, mango, aya-dad, on the shore of black
We rest, collect the entire crop into the player
COX add the sound, Jay Come on

For distillation for distillations
There are no time just run
For distillation for distillations
Take Take Take Take Take Take