Binarniat Luka - Жумайсынба (Zhumaysynba) (English Translation) Lyrics
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Binarniat Luka - Жумайсынба (Zhumaysynba) (English Translation)
(Ooh)
Kurmbe
(A a)
Zhumaysynba
(Mmm)
Brother twists the cones, I twist myself (Myself)
I reel myself in like a ball
It's like God on a grape body
(As if God)
Let's relax
Let's relax
Let's relax
Fuck it
Getting ready
Getting ready
Getting ready
Fuck, is this even possible in one take?
Holy crap
Well with God
My style isn't stolen from Kazakhstan
There is the smell of wormwood with the taste of nasvay
Your friend recently called me on Skype
He left a painting with brush strokes on the chair
Switching places between two women
I fly into one right with my socks
My dick is called a giant of steel
But why the hell is it so sad, I wish I could sleep
Insofar as the brains aren't fucked
A sideways smile will freeze on your cheekbones
There seems to be joy in fucking and stealing
Then why does something float me
We were visited by sativa, in a mosaic
Having twisted everything will remain with us
Postscript in the letter embedded in the sound:
“Sorry parents, I screwed up everything”
Fuck you
Fucking breath even before the ass is easy
Come on beatmaker, run this shit again
And I'm a beatmaker
U
(Ooh)
Kurmbe
(A a)
Zhumaysynba
(Mmm)
Brother twists the cones, I twist myself (Myself)
I reel myself in like a ball
It's like God on a grape body
(As if God)
(Ooh)
Kurmbe
(A a)
Zhumaysynba
(Mmm)
Brother twists the cones, I twist myself (Myself)
I reel myself in like a ball
It's like God on a grape body
(Like God)
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