Текст песни Пашка - ПУТЬ К СЛАВЕ

I Pasha poems under repchinu ebashu
Brew pecked pistachio pudding
From the mother
And in Prussia
Let's accept rubbish is unloaded
Cars in the garage to drive
And look not screwed
Put Wi fi
Be a friend, zovari tea
On telly lick but not before nakanchay
You have a lot of cases so it begins ...
Smell, wash,
For me to create one ds
And then I thought back to work
The fact that in your life too much sweat

Chorus:
Potsan I promised to live cool
But while I mulberries
I'll be a corpse
Has not yet made its way there ... X2

Asphalt paved nonono rate
Home path like a full clip
Oh ma see how I became cool shit
Himself ohuel cap, wore glasses
I looked in the mirror and saw a star
More pussy cleaners Madina
In general it's not about her but about me
Where the two years I've been everywhere
He began to compose texts
Shoot a video clip,
Making songs.
Hope will become famous, rich, wise, violent.
Wait and see
And I is 12 years old and now dinner

Chorus:
Potsan I promised to live cool
But while I mulberries
I'll be a corpse
Has not yet made its way there ... X2