LYRICS

Let me ask you again about that rhythm,
who allegedly vitiating people.
Where some singers with big ****
sing and they mopey atmosphere …

we, we, we will folk you!
not thought f * ck you!
we, we, we will folk you!

I believe that hate them,
so you hate them that they know the songs to one.
I’m from those who do not hide -
my life is a pop-folk, ah …

we, we, we will folk you!
not thought f * ck you!

Chorus:
even prohibit it, all to blow up pubs, folk
will not die, nothing will stop him.
he has in the veins, it is in our genes
and do not understand those who listen and hide it.

With this music live - go to bed with it, roll with it.
and one of my dream - to run and tap,
to drink around the clock and celebrated mightily.
Here is a place for advertising - no Planet celebration will!