Текст песни Vint - Банка яжки на столе

The night went down the street ,
Star tread queens ,
My huets and 2 eggs
In bitminskogo mouth
I unbuttoned his pants ,
Do not be forgotten by anyone ,
Holiday lips, insults the eye ,
You take it in your mouth my dick ,
And my sweet prick ,
Kiss for the last time .

Only Bank yazhki on the table ,
Bitmen crying at the window ,
Quiet .
Only broken farts
Lalka This young ...