Justin Bieber ft. Vlad Solovyev - Beautiful
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Guf
The heat of large cities. Our days. Moscow.
And even under these scorching rays
She does not get tired of mixing visitors with Muscovites
Them with us, or us with them
On the streets, on squares, on underground lines
On the rear seats of white and blue cars
In a neighboring apartment, in some way lens

The fate of millions is bombarded daily
Metro stations, cell phones
A case of a case, everything that is not done, everything is for the better
Without weekends, around the clock.
Someone luck, sucker in richer
Jacket on the shoulders from Guchi, from the hut keys
And someone is a macho, he jumps the most, waves his hands
At the sight of a bunch of shaved ones, like a bitch runs

The heat of the city melts, who plays how
According to its rules, according to your scenario
Beauties, skyscrapers, clubs, parties
Quite hot, the price of the case is a hundred

Slim
Cool, not true, to study in England
Dad snapped the elite college
There was no elementary study in plans
Tuses, clubs, pubs, bars with women

The collars are smoothed, and the children of the bourgeois
They are muddy something in grams in the evenings
Spoil the girls, although they are spoiled
Another vicious graduation night

Bored with corridors, audience
Ticket for homeland and roots seem to be
They will be happy to see, although another life,
Each of them has its own motive

Fate naturally puts everything in place
To whom the scene, to whom army kneels
Another frying dinner, but the bride thought
Listen, you have to get used to it, already an adult

Nose in the wind, tail pistol
Like a childhood friend that plays 50 cents
Without straining smiles into the camera soaring freestyle
Although people are cut that this chocolate hare
Came not from the outskirts
Golden Youth - Residents of Paradise

Keys in his pocket, the door opens,
Do not forget the main thing is the stranger

The heat of the city melts, who plays how
According to its rules, according to your scenario
Beauties, skyscrapers, clubs, parties
Quite hot, the price of the case is a hundred

Ptah
Moscow-Stolitsa, tourists roam the streets
There they breed bassot quickly, beautifully, purely
Two boys are not Russians, but who are?
But who knows, they have their own circle, narrow

Brightless, vest, claw, in the hands of a bouquet
White, sailor, about 20 years
And if he knew that he was running to someone else's wife
She jumps like a year on someone else's stern
On a stranger to me, I am somehow all the same,
I thought to slow down, but noticed
That Tima breaks from shaved.

Uh you need not to break, but to beat until the end
The whole tattoo clogged like a killer, but did not understand in principle
How HIP-Hop is preparing, but fussing

Slim
Life as a movie, cinema as life for him
Permanent Hero of these films
Take places in the hall, pay attention
I am sure this guy will not be imitated
Bondarchuk and Rezo have not yet been removed,
And the light of sophists only beckons
Sitting on the couch, in a restaurant, with friends
In his cinema, he does not play badly

The heat of the city melts, who plays how
According to its rules, according to your scenario
Beauties, skyscrapers, clubs, parties
Quite hot, the price of the case is a hundred

The heat of the city melts, who plays how
According to its rules, according to your scenario
Beauties, skyscrapers, clubs, parties
Quite hot, the price of the case is a hundred