Текст песни Weedy - Модный Бизнес

I was blind this shine
Hiding under my chain lead
charged to the maximum, your mother
quiet, I smoke
Get plus zero to zero
These bitches so-so, leaving himself
Motherfucking dad, waiting for me to taksike
Cereals, sand today our way to the table
We conceals the two of us, are set to one hundred
hundreds of throw in the face she sees the iPhone sixth
and she wants ... and all I divorced
I watch all the crap, fakes can see from far away
not everyone will stretch my hand
life, we catch a buzz like that bitch away from me
I'm on a horse because the horse 504 under the hood
you vish potions her whole
Like always in the sky w ter
I'm sorry but hungry children
Your role as a relish to
I fuck on superstition
night, paint, LSD Empire
who I now, Almighty apprentices

When the wind blows like a lie
champagne scatter my
she was not in a hurry, but her ass is mobile
Come closer, plesnesh not hurt
bestyzhie your opinion, I see