На что я дрочу What I Jerk Off to Хаски Husky lyrics english

[Lyrics of the song “What do I jerk off to”] [Verse 1]
Pulling their hats on one side
Rappers selflessly compose fucking
I don’t care what you wear, what you want
Better tell me why you jerk off
Hidden in a booth shelter

What kind of pictures do you have?
What are the categories of trips?
Exploding allegories in the subcortex
Perhaps these are young [ ]
That the naughty schoolers rummage around the genitals
Or maybe the spoiled mothers

Viciously pushing the juicy seamy sides?
Or maybe someone using you?
In clothes that have grown from barracks sweat?
Or maybe you are naked, locker room?
Peeling shop and football team
Rather, just whores pozhopastey
Imagine you relax to the music of the wrist
That’s it, you’re limp, empty
, however, startled, whether droplets jeans

[Bridge]
It seems, there is no
sliding the cap askew
Rappers come and go every day
I am now indifferent, Che You wear what you want
Better tell me why you jerk off

[Verse 2]
At the studio, the music is full
When the trembling beardless moon
So I sip nonsense as digestive
Again, was killed on the ground, pants lowered
I take lilac remnant
languor as migraine sucks neck

I bezumyshlen seemed half asleep
and images splattered in a comfortable head
situation on a semblance of a barrack A
rancid ballad in a bowl near the mattress
Someone covered my mouth with a toe
And brittle wrists are knitted with twine
Swearing swearing in my tongue

When I realized that a man had entered me
He felt like heated jelly
I turned on him, yes, it’s Putin
. dick that hour the cockroaches danced
Murashi while Vladimir penetrated into me in jerks
I decided to crush myself on exhalation shamefully
Spatter, and then he took out his dick and lowered my face, grace

[Bridge]
I woke up smashed to smithereens I took away the
web of semen with a napkin from my hands
Fell out into the city, smoked , turned into a boutique
Gazed into the passers-by, smoking the figures of the eyes, grace
On the withered faces of old people
On the tired physicals of cops (grace)
On the brilliant jocks of jocks (grace)
Grace on the faces of babies, grace

[Outro]
Grace
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace (grace)
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace (grace)
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace, grace
Grace
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace (grace)
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace (grace)
Mother-of-pearl drops – grace, grace

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