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Я поставил новые Форги на джип.
ReplyDeleteЯ ловлю, пока кровавое дно не окажется внизу.
Потому что все мои вылезли на улицу
Я держу в джинсах сто стоек
Я помню, как ходил в торговый центр со всей командой.
Теперь я не могу отвечать на звонки, потому что я балуюсь.
Утром я просыпался, собирал стойки.
Я был сломлен, теперь я богат, эти соленые