Текст песни Frankie Bugs - Там откуда я

My music plays from cars
For their soul, we catch the turns,
On the girl perfume her smell of Jivanshi,
I drag the track to Aytyuns that would get to the vertices

You as a unicorn beautiful but you have but, but,
You can only be between the legs when there is a loot,
Pats are raised above that fall again on the bottom,
My life is like sports of your fat as a pattern,

I went to Moscow time at a coupe or reserved, Yau
Write a trackman to get up to Staaart again, there
if the rap game then I break the game to the crack, I
If the rap game then distributed you a couple of cards Yau

Where am I where I am, drowned later,
where I'm all empty every year
Where I'm far from where I am not notable,
and people instead of thousands there are rejoice

cities in Russia as in the fall of dirt,
Smell you are more like me drunk Vesi,
I am the very guy who is from the depths,
arrived in a big city to produce plates