Текст песни КОНСТАНТИН БЕЛЯЕВ - Частушки

Two guitars behind the wall
Pityingly
And me with my game
Bitches woke up

There, probably, sabantuy
The holiday is forgotten
I'm here 1 like a dick
Terribly excited

No.? No. (No. (No.,
I would like vodka or wine,
My bed squeaky
Yes, the evil woman

Neighbors eat vodka
For the second day
They won't call me
But because bitches

There is a scuffle behind the wall
Eh maidens groan
What the fuck is going on behind the wall

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The moon hangs outside the window
Round, sad,
But very sexy

You can hear how they beat the dishes, rage almighty,
And they fuck someone out there very aggressively.

I should take a big shoe
And smack against the wall ooooo,
And I'm lying here like an asshole
And I'm ashamed to blather

;) (; _;) _;) +;, If only the string broke,
The women shut up there and choked on their dick.

I'll take revenge on them bitches
There would only be money
I'll pull a platoon of whores and put them in the crib
And I'll start the record with a razdalo song,