Текст песни ЕА7 - FEDUK ft. FOLKPRO - На этаже

I like you more when you're naked
Only sneakers on you, yes gold bracelets
Jungle, on our floor is hot summer
Wet, the rest is not important
Beat, Vibe, this music shakes you
As megabytes, you do not understand, it's just a hipe
A track for those who are not standing still is moving
In Nike, for those who catch us with pleasure

Vanya Dorn sets fire to a bong
Heal my wounds Hip Hop
This style is like with the project love
Bitches have little to do
But they stamp the floor, the current flow
This music on me is like a strong moan
Has ceased to wear a trunk, aside the feather
Not enough words for these rappers
My good luck, but this city of sins
My good luck, but this city of sins
The city of sins, the city of sins ...
 
We're drowning, we're drowning, to hell with dope
We are pure Hip-Hop
I'm tired, and there are so many copies around
We're drowning, we're drowning, to hell with dope
We are pure Hip-Hop
I'm tired, and there are so many copies around
My tusa is good, but this Sin City ...

On the floor there is a jungle
On our floor is hot summer
On the floor - everyone forgot how they were dressed
On the floor - spinning discs, spinning the planet
On the floor - no one will forbid us to do this
On the floor there is a jungle
On our floor is hot summer
On the floor - everyone forgot how they were dressed
On the floor - spinning discs, spinning the planet
On the floor - no one will forbid us to do this

On the floor - I'm on the block
Twisted this style into a dreadlair curl
Type reggaeton boy, to spite all cops
And I need Moscow, too pure in Europe
I need this city, again the fuss in the top
I did not choose it, it was transmitted by blood
Outskirts remember the center in the course
Hey, who sleeps, who is putting out?
 
Screwed the collective
Yes, such that does not fit into the lens
MS on opening - his call is operative
After all, all our guys are ahead
When behind the panels Zollo-Varior bandits
After the Tusa building, as after dynamite
Every day our pyramid grows up
All that has been done is only half

We're drowning, we're drowning, to hell with dope
We are pure Hip-Hop
I'm tired, and there are so many copies around (Sin City, Sin City)
We're drowning, we're drowning, to hell with dope
We are pure Hip-Hop
I'm tired, and there are so many copies around
My tusa is good, but this Sin City ...

On the floor there is a jungle
On our floor is hot summer
On the floor - everyone forgot how they were dressed
On the floor - spinning discs, spinning the planet
On the floor - no one will forbid us to do this
On the floor there is a jungle
On our floor is hot summer
On the floor - everyone forgot how they were dressed
On the floor - spinning discs, spinning the planet
On the floor - no one will forbid us to do this
 
Overdose from love to you
Back on the floor again
White cats in red wine
Romance of city discos
Overdose of love for you
Back on the floor again
And why are my cows red again?
Find the cause of the cause in yourself