Текст песни 420 тип - Коватёва

Vyёbyvaetsya much ETOGES Kovatёva
Scored, bahnul, lying somewhere again
Like all such fashion, beauty
Parading all put your fat ass
Tits fucking not, cotton bra push
Limit does not know all the consecutive thumps
Nikita rescues her, warms up
And then they both sweet smoke inhaled
Of course not, and it happens, it Tripa scare
When starts to yell like a fucking, sometimes
Her mood is changeable, like fucking
A moment ago of breast lomilos heart
And now there is, eblom she buried her on the floor
And dick understand what happened to her
Who, as I do not know her, and that she hides
What it is, what it expects
None of her contemporaries her not perepёt
Do not smoke break, but do not would kill
The pussy is shorter, there are many not tell
I'll have it to you in a live show
No offense, Alenka, you asked - I did
He imposes a verse on this fucking sample