Текст песни JILLZAY - Бар

This is the life of young poets
The life of young bosses.
Brothers are near, brothers are in Moscow.
The buzz is in touch, because he is on the board.

At the sight of us
They shine in an instant and loosen their braids.
I don't want to see them tomorrow
And I will not give them roses.

No fucking, no love, no relationship.
Girls at once, they are like targets.
No love, parting, forgiveness -
These bitches wanna hang out Hey little one!

[Verse 1, Scryptonite]:
All these bitches do the worst
TOP'a selected films.
What did you see in your teenage years
But since then, you are still naive.

Waiting for a piece, but the leftovers are near,
And they were not covered.
And what does the juice itself strive for -
You know, our hole is a refrigerator.

To keep you warm
As in TOR you are on the net.
But all there is is dirt
You're up to your ears in it, look around.

All the shitters of the city are waiting, time,
Waiting for you in perspective, and I have no way out.
You twist and twirl around us like on the grill.
Hooley, shit, where is your huge ass, up and down.
(We know what he wants)

Leaving your boyfriend forgotten (Yeah)
You are all at my disposal
Where is your big ass, up and down, up and down.
The whole feast, and yours is driving home,
After all, her bones are not our style.

[Chorus]:
Bar, 2 lesbians, pyrlo, hash, Miller's box,
Bartender, let's get the drink out. For today, you are their killer
Kill them at my expense, more, send them to my table, more,
While the bitches are quietly sharing the wheel in the restroom. Yes Yes.

[Transition]:
So many bitches for abs, will do whatever my kent came up with, their woods.
So many bitches fly off by weight in an instant, [pushing] the bitches around.
There are so many different lesbians, at the sight of cutlets they can forget their friends.
There are so many different places, but our favorite is "bar-2 lesbukhi".

[Verse 3]:
I love women and their abundance,
There is a varick - I call her "Mobile".
There is another one who knows how on DVD, but it is 7 out of 10,
If you drink until morning, then call her.

As honest with them as with anyone else.
On Jin's journey, trail circles.
Big problems like Kim's fillet.
Your kent is waiting for you, resurrect and burn.

[Verse 4]:
She slowly warms the dance floor
Guys here and there with her half-slug,
She catches a whistle, she catches under the chest.
I'm not pulling it for a few words.

Also good in a barefoot T-shirt,
I see this look, eyes up and down.
She catches a whistle, she catches under the chest.
She's a bitch, and I don't give a fuck.

[x2]:
9 bitches at my feet, 36 nimble in touch
36, hustlers from behind, everything is like Luca Brasi.
My sisters are not saints, my money is shot in [...]
My money is all colored, these bitches are full of everything.

[Chorus]:
Bar, 2 lesbians, pyrlo, hash, Miller's box,
Bartender, let's get the drink out. For today, you are their killer
Kill them at my expense, more, send them to my table, more,
While the bitches are quietly sharing the wheel in the restroom. Yes Yes.

[Transition]:
So many bitches for abs, will do whatever my kent came up with, their woods.
So many bitches fly off by weight in an instant, [pushing] the bitches around.
There are so many different lesbians, at the sight of cutlets they can forget their friends.
There are so many different places, but our favorite is "bar-2 lesbukhi".