Соболь, Susagep - Повесть о начальнике
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Gray plans for dates
All I see are contracts
Money definitely doesn't smell
I don't live until my payday

I have big squares
Doing things on downs
Bucks adore me
Karma is sending me to hell

All my thoughts bite
All my numbers are savvy
Even though they are going crazy
But I'll go to Italy

I'll take the bitch by the waist
I will buy all the gifts
I don't need understanding
With wolves like wolves and beyond

As a child I thought about something beautiful
I thought about lamb and thought about style
I know how to make myself a little happier
I don't give a fuck that people hate me

I love money, it makes me - yes
I love money, it makes me - yes

This is not a sad story
You can sell shit deliciously
When everyone around doesn't give a fuck
What does it mean to feel bad

Don't care about the karma of the universe
You can lie and you are the first
Ears are very dirty
He's also the best at lying to himself

And you don't understand
This arrow is already like a full circle
Interest is waiting for you, you are here

Oops, running errands
And here is the hole at your feet
To my feet, I didn't wait
And she comes to you
Who's there
Knock knock knock knock
Who's there who's there
The end of the feasts