Текст песни Омар и Хайям - Трава

An innumer grows her grass
And which specifically I will never tell you
You never know what they smoke!
Because we do not know what we sell, alas

Worse than this song I did not hear anything for a long time
This song is the most real golitude shit
But I still have nothing to do today
And I write this song, and I could fuck with my hand

I see how dogs fuck on the street every day
Look at it i like and never be too lazy
I confused my entrance with some other entrance
And it is not connected with my brain departure

Today, grass grows on the streets
And which specifically I will never tell you
You never know what they smoke!
Because we do not know what we sell, alas

I turned on the kitchen at the kitchen the right gas stove in the world.
I sit near her and think about my upcoming diet
After all, I am very fat, I weigh a hundred fifty kilograms
Do not feed me, please mom.

And if you do not take into account what I am fat like an elephant
I am very cute and beautiful, like a pink, strawberry gandon
I found it yesterday on the street, I was lucky incredible
Tonight will be exactly someone nice

I thought I raise this eighth miracle from asphalt
And at that moment my brain did double flip
In the courtyard, my children play in the sand under the mushroom
And it seems to me that this is me actually under ...