Текст песни приходи на чай - ей плевать

You need a dark haired long bitch
to the Supreme cap
eyebrows to the knees,
so that the fifth point sticks out from the heart,
to have bigger tits than my mom rewarded
to hysterics, whims on schedule.
Why are you looking at her ?!
What did you like ?!
Well come on, hook, good luck.
Another slap in the face from her for change.
You, like a cowboy on a ranch, will stick to it.
After all, you hold on, bro, otherwise who will get it,
It's a sin to lose such a doll,
she takes out the brain
she took it out again.
You need a surge of emotions
to scream.
You wanted, get it!
But she doesn't care.
She spit-ah-ah ...
She doesn't care about you.
She doesn't care about business.
She doesn't care about everything
but you love her, right?
She doesn't care about you.
She doesn't care about business.
She doesn't care about everything
but you love her, right?