Текст песни Опасные Ди-джеи - Белый мерин

I was driving home from work
 in the six hundredth Mercedes.
Pimp removed for the weekend,
I bought pants thieves.
Behind the window the city of Hamburg,
140 I'm racing at Bani
With the right goes black Boomer.
I'm from a little laughter is not dead.
I am giving a little gas,
everything became clear immediately.
Black boomer rests,
a spot in the distance flashed.

Chorus: White Meren Meren White
six hundredth my kid.
They know all the girls in the world
Seryoga that bully.
Meren White, White Meren
 My reliable, trusty steed.
If food on the road
 in my soul the fire.

If I suddenly get bored,
 it'll take a bunch of girls.
To create a mood
 I will plant them in the back seat.
His white head of Meren
 and rush off to the club soon.
But in the midst of a party
DJ zamiksuet new record.
Making his way to the I Dee Jay behind the bar,
he would say: Come Sing Ka Ka.
He I odalzhu microphone
 and attacked his favorite Mouzon.

Chorus: White Meren Meren White
six hundredth my kid.
They know all the girls in the world
Seryoga that bully.
Meren White, White Meren
 My reliable, trusty steed.
If food on the road
 in my soul the fire.