Текст песни Ваня Овчинников - Я люблю

I like money, like the rustling green bills
When every day I wear haute couture
When parked in the garage bugati
When my wife I pokapatsya many dresses
Black Caviar for breakfast on a bun (SEC)
And I in my life have never seen, something am
I take to drink Mouton -Rotshildom this all Boyd
Turn on the TV set and work will not go
If you want to go to the restaurant
Well, that means close to the Italian
And on a personal plane will fly to Italy
Just on the way there zaskachu to visit mom
You can stay to relax for a little bit
The wife of the boutiques, but I Sea potorchu
I shall buy a yacht, to soothe the soul
My life is good, oh good

I love money, and I do on the drum
A Th afraid if behind two Ambala
Private carrier, a three-story house
On the feet of Louis Viton, arms roliks (sweg sweg)
Cvoy private island, a pair of top companies
No problem, as all that was, they transgressed
His personal chef is, is a taster
Billionaire eventually have to maintain the status
My face was on the covers of all the magazines
But I did not twist, I'm still not enough
And every day, I want more and more
Machinery and clothes more and more expensive

Ovchinnikov Ovchinnikov
Damn, I fell asleep again, whether on a pair
Oh dream, but all the same all will be clear
I am a student of all will be in 20 years
In the meantime, for my money, even 10 bucks