Текст песни Артуа - Мне нужно больше дыма

Verse 1:

I don't expect anything from him
He won't give an iPhone
He doesn't drink wine

He will not be jealous
If I leave for another
He doesn't care at a restaurant or at home

He's hot like
Sand in the emirates
I dissolve again
In its aromas

Banana with raspberries
Whiskey with ice
All this will come in handy
If the two of us

In my hand is His ..
Lies *** comfortably
And he's already ready
whatever

All your jokes
By again
Because all I need
This is more smoke

Chorus:

I need more smoke
Need more smoke

Verse 2:

Tusa in full swing
It's warming up
Dancing in pairs
I like it

Subdued light on the bar
Smoke slowly dissolves under the lamps

We will retire with him in vi ai pi
Don't wait for me tonight
I will do this for a long, long time
Until the embers go out

In my hand is His ..
Lies "Tan Doha"
And he's already ready
For whatever

All your jokes
By again
Because all I need
This is more smoke