KillaGram - Батя в бане
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I got up, don't stand still, come on, help me
My friend is trying to make pies
Barely, barely breathing, two whites
I gobble it up slowly

What do I need? Where should we hurry?
The bathhouse is heating up, the water is warming up
A bottle is getting cold in the freezer
There is time for the work, the rest has its time

When I'm in the bathhouse, it's like I'm flying
I will heal and cure anyone, I can do anything
I'm in a good mood, I'm like Tony Montana
I dip the bun in sour cream

I put it in my mouth, inhale oxygen
I'm happy, happy with life, happy belly
The brooms are steamed, take your time, guy
Bath doesn't like fuss, not like you

Bath, broom, eucalyptus oil
Ama hasla, ama, ama hasla!
Hat, gang, basins and buckets
Ama merdera, ama, ama murdera

Until the snout cools down, I wash the soap
Ama killa, ama, ama killa
There is no better place for soul and body
Ama gangsta, ama, ama gangsta

A man is not a chick, a shelf is not a shelf
Sit on the top one if you're not a talker
And I'll give a couple, a couple of ladles to the stone
And let's see, guy, how do you like this scenario?

It will be hot, maybe unbearable
It was like being in the epicenter of Hiroshima
You were already carried out of here on a stretcher
When we had not yet started sweating in the steam room

Let's see what you're worth?
Will you stand it or will you whine?
You won’t spoil me, neither at the beginning nor later
Inhale through your mouth, exhale through your mouth too

Clan Master, eighth dan level
I'm like a samurai, brooms instead of a katana
In a clean body - a healthy spirit, a bright mind
And I'm like a bath Buddha

Bath, broom, eucalyptus oil
Ama hasla, ama, ama hasla!

Hat, gang, basins and buckets
Ama merdera, ama, ama murdera

Until the snout cools down, I wash the soap
Ama killa, ama, ama killa

There is no better place for soul and body
Ama gangsta, ama, ama gangsta

And how old are you?
Forty one. Ooooh!
Maybe it’s not necessary, Shurik?
No, we must, Fedya! Necessary!

Take off your bracelets, crosses, watches
Hang your panties on the hanger
The point is to relax and unwind.
Hey Hey! Where did you go? Don't forget your hat

Breathe for now, warm up your sides a little
Turn off the sad one, turn on the Siberian
Brooms in your hands inspire fear
Shaolin Monk Swing Technique

Dad is in the bathhouse, daddy is in the bathhouse!
I'm driving the heat, and you feel like you're on a volcano
This is not a hammam, not a furaco, not a sauna
We treat flora, cleanse fauna

A couple more approaches if you don't break the stop valve
If the jug doesn't heat up first
And if you hold out, everything goes according to plan
Well, consider yourself born again

Bath, broom, eucalyptus oil
Ama hasla, ama, ama hasla!

Hat, gang, basins and buckets
Ama merdera, ama, ama murdera

Until the snout cools down, I wash the soap
Ama killa, ama, ama killa

There is no better place for soul and body
Ama gangsta, ama, ama gangsta