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Love Fatality

I'm a machine, I drink a lot, I charge the whole bloc
There's a whole crowd with me! All guys - Come on, come on!
Russian style, we are soldiers. Pumping energizers
Brother for brother! Brother for brother! Bitch, but why did you find me?
 
My hands are tattooed, let's get some pumping music
Right on top of your head playing kalatushki
 
Wanna be young? Borrow it
DJ Blyatman - machine blast
I'm a hooligan
I'm a punk
 
(She) destroyed my heart, without leaving me a first aid kit
Do you wanna kill me or do you wanna love me?
I invited you for a beer, your hand is in my hand
And we walk until the morning. And we walk until the morning!
 
And you are so tender, blink your phone at me
When we're on stage, we're dancing like crazy
I'm not small boy anymore, I love you like a crazy
All your combinations - Love Fatality
 
Love Fatality
Love Fatality
All your combinations are Love Fatality
Love Fatality
Love Fatality
All your combinations are Love Fatality
 
Fata-li-ty (Love Fatality, Love Fatality)
Fata-li-ty
 
We are sitting on a bench: you are in sneakers and panama
I hold you by the hand, butterflies around you
We made two photos, let's put them in a frame
Colorful tracksuit, you are on my screen saver
 
I adjust the volume, you know those knobs
Devochka fatality, speakers on maximum
Your friends are hot, my boys are cool
You are super - I'm helpless. You are a lady - I'm a monster
 
(She) destroyed my heart, without leaving me a first aid kit
Do you wanna kill me or do you wanna love me?
I invited you for a beer, your hand is in my hand
And we walk until the morning. And we walk until the morning!
 
And you are so tender, blink your phone at me
When we're on stage, we're dancing like crazy
I'm not small boy anymore, I love you like a crazy
All your combinations - Love Fatality
 
Love Fatality
Love Fatality
All your combinations are Love Fatality
Love Fatality
Love Fatality
All your combinations are Love Fatality
 
Fata-li-ty
Fata-li-ty
Fata-li-ty
Fata-li-ty
 

fucking bitch

DJ Blyatman!
Russian Village Boys!
I don't care where you are from (I don't give a hech)
Let's destroy your fucking home (Your fucking home)
Nobody can stop me (I'm Russian)
Are you ready? (Yes, I'm ready)
One two three!
 
Russian gang, here we go
Every weekend make it boom
Our bass inside your soul
And you might get blown
Village Boys and DJ Blyatman tear up your huts
We're just going to, let's say it together.
Bitch fucking!
 
Fucking!
 
Bitch, bitch, bitch!
 
Fucking!
 
Bitch, bitch, bitch, fucking
I'll keep saying it forever.
Come on, let's do it again.
Bitch, bitch, fucking bitch
I'll keep saying it forever.
Bitch, bitch, fucking bitch
Come on, let's do it again.
Bitch, bitch, fucking bitch
 
Ratatatatatata, (yeah) Patatata (I like it!)
Ratatatatatata, (woah) Patatata (Normal)
 
I know what you want
Your momma ask what's going on
Close your eyes and follow me
We'll be surprised
One, two, three!
I play hard and you'll not freeze
From my heart I'll give you peace
 
Russian gang, here we go
Every weekend make it boom
Our bass inside your soul
And you might get blown
Village Boys and DJ Blyatman tear up your huts
We're just going to, let's say it together.
Bitch fucking!
 
Fucking!
 
Bitch, bitch, bitch!
 
Fucking!
 

Gopnik

I fuck your mom
Faggot
Let's go
 
Woah, woah, faggot
Hardbass destroys my city
Beer, cum and beans
The whole region fears us