Текст песни V S X V PRiNCE - Раздевайся

Oh, whom I see hear, come closer
Come on stay cho you are immediately looking for skis
I? Yes I’m Nitshe, we still breathe rap
While your ass somewhere in Gelendvagen sat out
You're on a white sheet three years later
So many boys warmed three years later
'Cause I remember your body three years later
Oh god kk you got old (Oh god kk you got old)
Black, skirt on the ass glamorously dressed
Where are you, where are you? Will be at home after dawn
Turn off the light, let us take us away from the sweet wind
From the sweet wind, aah, from the sweet wind
In the play mode, droplets of sweat on your neck
Night fairy cold morning your smell will dispel
(Hey-yo) Here are the forms I'm a fan of
We sparing no sighs groans as if in a dream I

You know, but I remember that your white topic
I fired in those eyes when you licked the cake
I would rustle with you and fuck that your uncle Borchik
And I'm sure he doesn’t know how your nights pass
You are not really when makeup on all your scoreboards
At that moment, you immediately reminded me of Rocky Balboa
In your glass, not Bacardi, but cognac with cola
What the fuck are you grimacing here kk Madonna
I look at the legs, you came in stockings, it’s not just
In heels and I do not believe that she did not come out tall
On the shoulders I do not watch the straps from the pliffon
You know your shapes aren’t quite the same as in the photo.
In the morning, drink coffee myself, I hate coffee
Hand over the hut, take my oud and blow here
Bring me in the evening if I'm at home
With crackers in the shape of fish with a drier shoot a movie