[Chorus]
NO Money)
No coins, coins, coins, no coins
No coins, coins, coins, coins, Mont ~
No coins, coins, coins, no coins
No coins, coins, coins, coins, Mont ~
[Coupling 1]
Somewhere models are twitched on the top floor
Glamorous loft (there is clear!)
And I read my rapchik girlfriends in the garage
Tatakers for the school Bew (for weaving)
I hate your cubase - even the computer hangs
How can I become EMCI?
And the chicks like the bits from the depot of the boulevard
And not a guitar
That would be DJ - I would have kissed my legs
And if not prog
Rip in rap would be of the wilderness, but where is the shishi?
Mom will not resolve ...
[Bridge]
On the road of life is not very me-e e
I distribute leaflets on the side of the sideline
Conductor will catch halfway
Conductor, sorry! Galina, sorry!
[Chorus]
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), no coins
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), coins, Mont ~
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), no coins
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), coins, Mont ~
[Coupling 2]
Out of Uncle, Cypic
Paved me up the road
Now I do not write for respects:
I have a lot of them
Hey, balconies! I can not hear
Hey, parquet! Hands above
Become adept of our faith
Hey, balconies, hey, parquet!
"BUT! BUT!" - this is not a drunk sound engine
In full swing a hot disco, no
Ask in the comments: "What is the chaos?"
This is really my new track!
Didn't have your ear?
And DJ, as can, turns the sound
It is really done very dry
He is real about some bit and for some bit
[Bridge 2]
I act on them like poison
They click me in Aytyuns
In a close grimer flatte
To spit when turned away
I managed to grow to twenty
I read rap about the creative way
I hope the waiter will forgive me
He asks the little things to shit, but ...
[Chorus]
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), no coins
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), coins, MON ~
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), no coins
No coins, coins (coins), coins (manner), coins, Mont ~
[Skit]
- No coins
- You wrote bits! Who allowed you to approach the computer?
- Yes, I did not write any bits! I just! I did lessons, honestly!
- Clean it all !!!
- turn on the Internet back, I need to
[Coupling 3]
Somewhere the models are shy - they are always in Slow-Mo
Led, throwing your feet
But wait a couple of lines - I'll fall on the bottom
In traditions of strict rap singles
I shine in the star brilliance, the light pulsates under rhythms
On my solka are not allowed without sunscreen glasses
There in the grimer a hayer evil mirror peeped for a bribe
In them tragic reflected, I burned out without a balance
[Outro]
From heaven I do the last hit
I am a new lil PIP, the Internet boils
Fan late asked a ticket -
"Sorry, but no actipers such"
