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Это был январский вечер четверга
Фонари светили блëкло, отражаясь в заляпанных грязью и пылью окнах покоющихся на стоянках автомобилей,
А где-то в дорожной грязи умиротворëнно валялся гондон...
В этот день, в одном переулке дичайше пасло потом...
(Я щас обосрусь!)
Pimply face covered with blisters
Takes into account the opinions of twisters
Waiting for her thirtieth birthday to have first sex
Not popular among smart misters
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Kisses a sucker with her herpes lips
And this motherfucker wants to shit her hips
She is silent about her strange illness:
Love of defecation, vomiting to excess
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Fuck you
Motherfucker
And you
Vomiting bitch
This is a story about a fool
The camera is his tool
He's in love with a stupid girl
Who's a fucking fetishist nerd
Fuck you
Motherfucker
And you
Vomiting bitch
You are the personification
Of a scum and a sneaky snitch
V.B. is for vicious bastard
V.B. is for vomit bitch
Thousands of kinks to overcome
Thousands of ways to jerk off and cum
Stupid and nasty fetishist fam:
Sickening pig and disgusting scum
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Learn your lessons and history
Goddamn "V" and Motherfucking "B"
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
Vomit bitch
