Otushey feat. PDPL - Три куртки
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Making money, 'cause the deck is a banger
Smuggling, but independent
Bitch like Kendall, winning tender
Clicked on the pad, falling into the bedroom
Like ice in my Jack, friend
On the Moscow Ring Road, on the trail
In carsharing, the first one is getting on my nerves
U wanna be bad, bull?
Your money - I have it!
A serious face
I won't roll out the tank without a reason
I won't release the demo without effort
The novella will spill into the beat
Pdpl and Othello
It will rock you like a rodeo
Hope I don't get swallowed by the bong here
Two anacondas? Where am I? Oh!
My microphone is getting a beard, bro
Beat the drum, God is not timid
A glass of plan won't replace home
I was like a little kid during the pandemic
I'm with cognac and walking around
If without a mask - Call Saul
If without a mask - Call Saul
U! It's just fashionable
Francs, pounds, euros, dollars
I have three jackets - it will be a bomb! (bomb)
U! It's just fashionable
Francs, pounds, euros, dollars
I have three jackets - it will be a bomb!
(it will be a bomb)
Just want to get hooked (get hooked)
I damaged their network (network, network)
Want, want to warm them up! (warm them up)
Layers of social jelly (you know!)
Whose actions are here?
(You know!)
Whose actions are here?
(You know!)
Whose actions are here?
(Fuck it!)
Whose actions are here?
(U!)
Just want to get hooked (get hooked)
I damaged their network (network, network)
Want, want to warm them up! (warm them up!)
Layers of social jelly (you know!)
Whose actions are here? (You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(Fuck it!)
Whose actions are these?
(You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(Raa!)
Confidently on the pedals
On the Moscow Ring Road towards the north
I don't care about time
I don't believe anymore, but I'm making money (wow)
My brother is next to me, the stars are shining
We are Persian cinema
Louis Vuitton, Versace and Kors
I dressed my girl for a year
Threw in some X.O. again! Oh!
Your hop is a stupid joke
A Glock touched your head
I press the pedal and blast hip-hop
I press the pedal and banknotes fly
I'm just as awesome as before
No more, no less, but further
Poured champagne for two bitches
Taste some street slang, boy
The taste of success in my throat
Why did you go crazy? Your movement is a joke
We are a crowd, putting on our armor
We boldly come out into the light
One, two, three - you're not here
Here, cheer up, we've found the trail
My dogs have found the trail
My plan here is anti-prohibition. Ah!
Just let the guy sit down (sit down)
I damaged their network (network, network)
I want, I want to warm them up! (warm them up!)
Layers of social jelly (you know!)
Whose actions are these?
(You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(Fuck it!)
Whose actions are these?
(U!)
Just let the guy sit down (sit down)
I damaged their network (network, network)
I want, I want to warm them up! (warm them up!)
Layers of social jelly (you know!)
Whose actions are these? (You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(To hell with it!)
Whose actions are these?
(You know!)
Whose actions are these?
(Ouch!)