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 Стрип клаб - ты знаешь, пупсик
Всю ночь ты кошка — мур-мур
В колледж подброшу утром
(Подброшу утром) 

В стрип-клаб ты носик пудришь
Gin, Scotch

all with scotch tape
Pain, the brand new escape, from the brain
And strange days that came with the mistakes
Mis-tastes a little bit to dangerous
I see

to the town 
Cause you've polished off a bottle 
And a half of scotch 
The sun has stopped its watch 
This bottle is top notch 
Time to get sloshed
Jacob's next

drink, crap you like
Don't make you fucking special
whiskey's fucking scotch
and beer's fucking lager
and reign in blood is the best
damn fucking album

of sitting in your garden
Now I mow the what, getting buck while I pop top
Angel on my shoulder with the devil playing hop-scotch
Feel my heart hinging off my

worth of change and a promqueens crown

Empty bottle of scotch, old lottery ticket
four broken nails and one broken heart in my chest
Evicted

Tiny holes in the drywall, scars of an adolescent crush
Scotch tape and peeled-off paint, signs of a blood-flow rush
All the names and faces changed,

You Win

Making love to a bottle of good scotch
Seems like forever since I felt this way
Come Monday morning we’ll be back on the time clock
Looking

Spit  like scotch blenders, Glen
Lower spending, look at all
The shots I sended, Beef ender
Come home, niggas pretended, that's ok
The Nile ain't

par le old scotch
Réveillés par un coup d'torche
Il rêve de do' mais il n'a
Pas de do' sur lui donc il dort sans dormir
Et il maigrit, ne pense qu'à la

to knock off
Clock off
Get home and bust them bloody socks off
I'm a head to dummetts barby
And party with some scotch
Thirst on the brink
Breaking point

slick slapping on the beard cream scotch porter face fro on gleam
Hit a day party with the homies pulling up
Let me grab a smell good yea gotta spray it

Yeah
वो वो वो कौन थी
वो वो वो कौन थी
वो वो वो कौन थी
Who The Hell Is She

क्या ये एक सोच है
या बस एक Scotch है
Either Way It’s Heady
Need To Go Get

splendour
Twentieth century fox!

He waits to eat till I get served
He loves a peaty scotch
He doesn't curse, he reads the news
He's a twentieth century fox!

Guitars, Cadillacs (Documentary)
2003 C. Cochran 

I been drinking scotch
It don’t take me much
Old man sang Dwight Yoakum song
Coupla nights ago

tay7a nfekhna fiha l'Hélium
Wedni f casqui, fuck nsay7ek ya l'coach
Lkrouch khorto bin zemzem w l'Whisky Scotch
Jeldi m7ennto f chambre medlama w Vodka

and I roll scotch up
I need a bitch with a pimp tight dot up
And what I mean is she will roll the dice and roll seven-eleven on the first roll
Cuz I need

diving
Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster diving
Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster diving

Ayo what's packed in life what's a box route?
Sipping scotch

the gun jam
You know I'm a pun fan
I put a rock killers got dumb hands
Hey I'm taking shots with the
Models and the dots
Off the vodka and the scotch
I'm

in garage bands
Leaning on those kick stands
Happiness was in a juice box, pet rocks
Knock-knocks and bicycles
Hop-scotch, flip-flops
Ring pops

mich, geht's dir genauso? (Huh?)
Sitz' wieder mit 'nem Scotch on the Rocks in mei'm Auto (yeah)
Du-Du-Du gehst nicht ran, du hast dein Handy auf lautlos

down the Black Lodge with black wrist watch
Got a bad bitch sipping scotch popping tic-tacs
Pull up with a black car gotta hit the snack bar

it's you fake imposter trying to get nominated for an Oscar
My raps is like a scrap with a heavy weighted boxer
Or taking shots to your knot with scotch

a scotch whiskey
I’m top notch
And I won’t stop til I’m sixty
Knock you sideways
Yo I’m high grade
At this stage
You can play it back like a bridesmaid
I’m