Текст песни Pomaz - Под булики из бонга

Cap-Cap Time How to Dan
Drone or like there ..
Your stuff, my city, you miracle
And for love I do not cry there
Were we sailed in this shiny dust?
Swung, washed off the leaves with our
No one praying, I saw a beacon
And I hurt that you were mine

And I hear your topot
Your fragrance is drowning
Pair of oblique, body solid and
Babe, frowing even more

More grams I am on the convent
And my edge - Anaconda
I go to you sideways
I want you under bunks from Bong

This smell hits the current
I want it not only
Both deep and long
I want you under bunks from Bong

We do not need idylls
Cannabinoids won
I plunge into it completely
Paying for yourself density

Ma Ma Mariuanna
Mom seas she
Boldly smoke wip away
I took and you firmly

The earth did not ban
We go beyond
Tease us these fogs
Passion we left the mind we

Ash melts on the contour
I take off as Condor
I find in the sky of God
I want you under bunks from Bong