Текст песни Santos - Город Бога

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Say dude new track
Bitch crack
Joint smoldered
They will say Major, for Love €
They explode on the balcony with coffee
Morning dope
Santos in the top

Mountain town in the east
Ем skemen from there
Mountain town in the south
Almaty friend

City of God, city of young
El polo loco
In the hands of Cola Coca
She is in my shorts
Wear roca

At the docks
in black
Like a couple of Dons
Angry
Like a pair of Great Danes

My nikes on the doorstep
Her breasts on uniform
My communications on mobile phones

You won’t see on reserved seats
because i fly do visa
(and we explode through PIPE)

Fell on my white sole from below
to hell hype
(MONEY ON MY MIND only)

MONEY ON MY MIND (repeat)

Overboard the clouds, they sail to Colorado
I want a jaguar jacket for myself
Oh
Someone will say like Jared Leto
Someone turn on this song on bass in the summer, the bitch wants snow
Someone loves this city of God
Someone loves Dollar
Someone loves Croco
Someone hoffman

You see ladies here and there
You see, they are coming to us.
Let's arrange a rendezvous
Put the yachts in the water
Bitches over there and we upstairs
Fat smokes as it should
And we are in sight
Someone will say something about the main
And we will raise the glasses
Someone will say from the old
For the truth
I'm lucky my nikes on the go
And I'm in Hawaii, in the wind

Somewhere on the other side
My juggernauts are all here
And I shout to them Salute!
To their cities
To your loved ones and those around.