Текст песни Электро Кет И СуперМакс - Мой 2-ух Колесный Grand Cheroke

Sell ​​moonshine sold
Some money myself lumped
At the market I bought lisaped
Steep the rural woman became

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Lisaped my lisaped
Two-wheeled "Grand Cherokee"
And the call is a big
Leather seat wide
In the trunk put
Two bags with beets
I fly through the village
Lisaped as tank

I drove to the village and bastard
Stop lisaped still do not know
And on the frame godfather sits and laughs
I tell him: "Gad, get off" - and he does not want to

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Carbonated through the village until night
Hugs and tickles my godfather
Well, who cares what before
What to ride on his village godfather

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As I broke up the hill lisaped
There's some stuff stone laid
Oh, we did a perfect somersault godfather
He teeth, I breastfeed on asphalt

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Lisaped out my whole collapsed
Thank God, compadre was alive
But now the curve and toothless
And to me it is a very expensive and