Summer, Summer, Tell your iidi
Tell me which network we can find you
Light, light, lots of light and heat
It becomes hot already at 6 am
+40 Do not be afraid, again stuffy - June
In the dog I'm going to Podolsk, although you need to be in Liverpool
But what Britain
We pass silicate,
People without education - cursed seventies with me.
They are sisha, breathe with their hardness,
If I did not hurry - the next one in any way came out
Who lit, someone defeated them
If you look for me in the microdistrict for grasshopper.
But in the evening I go to Moscow again
I can even go to Khimki, turn off SIM cards
Money is generally water, but if on the pink pocket
Then we drink Sheridan, walking in sin
Wearing the Troll mummy on the old fashioned
on the October field
I don't remember myself.
Summer I am glad, but it became like a rite
Fill at 6 am 12 days in a row
Summer, Summer, Tell your iidi
Tell me which network we can find you
Light, light, lots of light and heat
It becomes hot already at 6 am
And here is Nakhimovsky Avenue, also thrown out the dawn
At home, on the streets.
On the scooter we overtake everyone
Nights and days here are default,
In short, the third day remain on the southwest
Under the bits of Sonara, food to lobster
He will always help Paradji here catching without a bazaar
Immediate Uncle on Merine, Magaz Armenia
Aunt on Toyota barely sails in control
Major on Cayenne, fucking stupid plants
I meet with a girl on Lenin Library
Polyzay Uzbekova smiled like nuts
Hello Luza today we are with Vitka Tusim on a player.
