Текст песни Guf - минус - Ice Baby

Another last time I beg, sorry
I won't be so much, I promise me very shameful.
Keep, so my mobile, seriously, you want - take
On, sobs of all dealers, delete new names.

Girl, I just need one you need
Hear, go here ...
Please be closer, please - this is me.
Forgiveness of the fool, dear, something will come back again,
I have not yet attracted to such routes.

I know you were difficult these days, loved,
I'll just go with you now, go, hug me.
By the way, you look very cool, unrealistic,
But do not look at me, on the plates, it's not in style.

I did not mutter this nasty, my bag was brought home,
Put near, they said: "Let him stand here".
We can treat if necessary, at how much you like,
And I'm not greedy, but because of the weather I wanted to be sad ...

Come on, we both know you will never be able to leave.
I will have to forgive, dear, how not to twist.
Who calls there, well, do not bother, but enough, let me come
Fucking, people will be waiting for me to the studio to nine.

With me it is impossible, aa, sorry, though.
Understand, there are some guys there, they smoke and swear by mat.
Today Saturday, I am without traffic jams, back and forth,
Well, you do not need, the weather will change tomorrow ...

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here .. and I am in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here ... And I'm in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...

This is yes - I now have a wife,
And today I love her stronger than yesterday,
And tomorrow I will love stronger than today,
Well, yes, probably, I am olden ...

She falls asleep on my shoulder on the plane,
She does not read what I am writing about in notebook.
And I rushing all what is happening
I want a little gifty, a house in the suburbs, the neck ...

Someone said, it seems that I married not on time,
But she did not appear, there would be no me,
Would be our joint with the principle of "gift",
And my "city city", posthumously released on the Cao.

She will wake up one hour later,
I will ask me - if I slept, and I will answer: "Well, yes."
She always infuriates if I write at night ...
"Well, what a song? Aah, not finished ..."

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here ... And I'm in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here ... And I'm in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...

"And really write about love so difficult?" -
Alarmedly thought Lesha, half a liter.
Tired of writing and erase always the same thing
In a good way to score and postpone on later.

I did not worry so, even when I wrote a "New Year's",
But at least a few phrases, well, maybe today ...
In honor of the holiday - the day of all lovers,
But the eyes are red, goes back the phone ...

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here ... And I'm in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...

Ice ... Ice, Ice Baby,
I will love you, even when I will be in the sky ...
Well, while I'm here ... And I'm in rap,
And I love you, hear Ice Baby ...