Жгут - ДАЗДРАПЕРМА
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I love having fun with a barbecue outdoors
I'm good at this as a former national team coach
Every year so languidly, I pierce with a long device
Meat marinated in mineral water

I'm having a blast
I'm on the lav-kuuu
Sat down with a ziplock of grass
Go fuck yourself, National Guardsman
I'm resting, you're a bom-bom Indian

Salute to the Orthodox sectarians
You had a hard time, you were sitting on bread and water, but tomorrow
You can lick the cream off the head of a sand cake
Paint an egg for the glory of the Almighty

Dazraperma, hurray it's warmer, the long-haired guys pulled out their skateboards, went to the ramps, The bald ones took off their hats
Warm up their cabbage
The sluts got out the shortest dresses
Well, if not today, then when to put them on them
Who should they seduce? Who should they show?
My dumpling, I'm Jacques Cousteau
I dive deep - right into the bosom
My rap will be banned as child porn
I'm bipolar, Biba and Boba are in me
I dance like a Buryat - Alik Mongol

Dozdraperma, put a candle in your ear
So that there is no sulfur plug later, I highly recommend
You will hear the birds' rap,  eikey spring chirping

Dozdraperma, the sun is the best healer
People are dying somewhere, but I continue to cackle
Tears cannot help the grief, it's futile
I've been on the console for a long time, you're still a baker

Dazdraperma, I cross the road at the zebra crossing
Only on green, my trainer is very kind
A hundred burpees, 50 push-ups, I went to soak on the couch

The janitor had gangrene on his leg, he did it himself cut it off Dazdraperma
I couldn't walk anymore, but I stood confidently, I went to drink on an electric scooter
Da-da-da-Dazdraperma
Da-da-da-Dazdraperma

Balls sweat both in winter and in summer, now it's more relevant, it's hot Dazdraperma
On the first of May I stink like a nit from the Cadets, like zhizhig-ganlash in a Chechen's beard
Balls sweat both in winter and in summer, now it's more relevant, it's hot Dazdraperma
On the first of May I stink like a nit from the Cadets, like zhizhig-ganlash in a Chechen's beard

I left the entrance, the steps were covered in piss
The walls are like a roof, people are sticking out, not carnations
You want flowers? They give you roses
Do you like flowers? you are given carnations

The priest had a dog, he loved her
She ate his bush, he smoked her
Keep it real, brat, keep it real
I inject crocodile behind the garages

I smoked a cat, a dog and a fish
Who will be next?
Koshkina Yana?
Even the heads in Hookah won't take me
I call the guys, can I have Kolyan?

Janitors will sweep us out from under the bench
Yes, I'm not trash, but I'm cleaned up in the room
A friend of mine in a work group, apparently
Randomly
Dropped a video where she's high, picking up chemistry
Ugh, fuck
But she's a star

The cops listen to me, but they don't listen at home
My best years were in a puddle of vomit
It's better not to remember them, I was an ordinary strangler
I kick a dick, it doesn't hurt, I'm from Russia

Balls sweat in winter and summer, now it's more relevant, it's hot Dazdraperma
On May 1st I stink like a nit from the Cadets, like zhizhig-ganlash in a Chechen's beard
Balls sweat in winter and summer, now it's more relevant, it's hot Dazdraperma
On May 1st I stink like a nit from the Cadets, like zhizhig-ganlash in a Chechen's beard