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  • Текст песни Чоловік вагітної Кім - Чорна фантазія

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    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah

    I fantasized about this back in Chicago
    Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago
    That’s me, the first year that I blow
    How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo
    Me drown sorrow in that Diablo
    Me found bravery in my bravado
    DJs need to listen to the models
    You ain’t got no fuckin’ Yeezy in your Serrato? (“You ain’t got no Yeezy, nigga?”)
    Stupid, but what the fuck do I know?
    I’m just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow
    And my bitch in that new Phoebe Philo
    So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow

    Can we get much higher? (Higher, higher, higher?)
    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh

    Look like a fat booty Celine Dion
    Sex is on fire, I’m the King of Leon
    And Louis, beyond the truest
    Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respawn the students?
    And refresh the page and restart the memory?
    Respark the soul and rebuild the energy?
    We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies
    Sorry for the night demons that still visit me
    The plan was to drink until the pain over
    But what’s worse, the pain or the hangover?
    Fresh air, rollin’ down the window
    Too many Urkels on your team, that’s why your wins low
    Don’t make me pull the toys out, huh
    Don’t make me pull the toy-o-oy-oys
    And fire up the engines
    And then they make no-o-oi-o-oise

    Can we get much higher? (Higher, higher, higher?)
    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh

    At the mall, there was a seance
    Just kids, no parents
    Then the sky filled with heron
    (I saw the devil) In a Chrysler LeBaron
    And the hell, it wouldn’t spare us
    (And the fires did declare us)
    (But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress)
    (And moved her back in Paris)

    Can we get much higher? (Higher, higher, higher?)
    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh

    Can we get much higher? (Higher, higher, higher?)
    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh

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