Текст песни Александр Дмитриевич - ЖИРНАЯ СУКА-ГОПНИЦА

I was standing in the school cafeteria
All cheerful and healthy.
You came up to me
And she said: hear you!

You smelled of kvass
Beer, fish, adidas.
Layer by layer of fat.
Your name was Ira.

I hesitated a little with you,
I was stunned and confused.
And he asked: what do you want?
See - I'm waiting for my lunch.

Give me your lunch quick
And neither is you fucked up -
You told me.
He turned pale at once.

Give up your babos
Otherwise I will break your nose,
Rolls and tea.
They have no soul for tea.

I realized that I was khan.
Here I am, and here she is:
Fat shit.
Fuck you catch me -

I told her and ran
Running around the dining room
And she follows me
With a red head.

With a loud roar of heels
Moves with fat legs
Body demolishes desks.
I’m not happy anymore.

Fat bastard bitch
Fat bastard bitch.
Look at that, you bastard.
Look at that, you bastard.

On high heels.
Fly away into the clouds
Tables, chairs, porridge.
How scary bitch.