Бриллиант - Вечная Игра - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Lyrics from drug dealers, this is the best I've heard, I'm dancing at a booze party with two bright shorties, my head hurts, my heads are flying into blunts, we're making out dirty, but I fucked her in the bedroom.

I'm fucking at a party and owning her body, it's the magic of the moment, but now I'm not talking about Veta, you give her flowers, ask her out, she doesn't give a damn about you, she's hanging out with me.

Deadly flow, like Hurricane Katrina, I'm high smoking blue parliament, jump with me, baby,

Fresh music is diamonds music, I'm blowing blunts at the 67th quarter booze party.

All the bottles are flying at my booze party, all the weed is sprayed, I'm fine, I'm living life to the fullest, my pockets are full of weed, what the fuck are detective stories? I'm with Veta on the block.

I used to be incapable of fucking without feeling, but now I don't give a shit if I'm the face of my neighborhood. I have to be like a diamond, with a million ambitions, in black skinny jeans. That's my position. I have to get drunk tonight.

I fall asleep making plans, but I wake up on the floor. I shine brighter than your entire gang. This is a propaganda gang. I'm like a jet ski on the water. We smoke on beats, and the diamond is slacking in the bathroom.

I'm as unavailable as Henney, major mafia. If Veta is with me, I'm happier than White. I'm cold inside. Warm me up with paper. A blanket won't help if she's not on the block.

She's not on the block, she's gone, you know. My vibe is nighttime chaos. Time with her is a touchdown. We're blowing up an Al-Qaeda party. I'm Hurricane Katrina today, I'm sweeping the States away.

Oh my God, look how I feel, she's on drops of love, but the diamond wants more, save your strength for tomorrow, we still have shit, I'm in eternal apathy, but I want more.

She rides me like a trap house to Young Trap, It's a storm on a cruiser, money smells of hope, nothing more, I'll earn more, for her, my name is a bright past.

It's an eternal drug trafficking game in the hoods, stab me with a knife, I continue to live high, I'm a bastard in skinny jeans, singing dirty lyrics, there's no Veta in my life, but I haven't lost hope.