Mom, I have a Patek Philippe on my hand
Like Dali, I draw zeros for myself
My little one a la Jolie is with me
If you are sad, then only at Burj Khalifa
Mom, I have a Patek Philippe on my hand
Like Dali, I draw zeros for myself
My little one a la Jolie is with me
If you are sad, then only at Burj Khalifa
Mom, I
I'm like a new Russian (Russian)
I'm very sad and rich
And I need oysters (oysters)
Bruliki (bruliki) in kilos, not in carats
She said “later”, but you are with me again
Moet Chandon will fill our pain
At first I wanted to go home
But I found a barcode for love
I'm very sad because I woke up and got stuck
There are no oysters anymore, I’m in a hut right next to the Fili metro station
I'd like to drink it, but where's Moet Chandon?
It seemed like it was a dream, a dream about
That mom, there's a Patek Philippe on my hand
Like Dali, I draw zeros for myself
My little one a la Jolie is with me
If you are sad, then only at Burj Khalifa
Mom, I
I'll jump behind the wheel in my Pink Porsche
Money as a feeling will make you shiver
I love, love, love them so much
Someday you will understand me too
I want Fame and on the left Patek
Breeches in dance - after all, this is ballet
Photos on gloss, and what is not there, there is nothing
We are very sad, you woke up again and got stuck
Sixth sense, everything will come true, it tells me
We'll drink Moet Chandon to you
A dream will become reality, a dream about
That mom, there's a Patek Philippe on my hand
Like Dali, I draw zeros for myself
My little one a la Jolie is with me
If you are sad, then only at Burj Khalifa
Mom, I
