More songs by UncleFlexxx
Description
Released on: 2026-02-13
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ты обещала никогда не говорить мне о любви, и что в нас, ну никогда, не погаснут все огни.
Но, если проще говоря, в тебя вселился этот з best, и мы с тобой не до -утра, и без обратной смс. -Без обратной смс.
Ah, shake that motherfucking ass! Ah, без обратной смс.
Ah, shake that motherfucking, shake that motherfucking ass, ass, ass, ass.
На троих нам нужно три, мы на патриках, смотри.
Пять машин на автопати, shake that motherfucking ass. Move from ex into my next. В ее голове лишь секс.
Если хочешь еще больше, shake that motherfucking ass.
Мы пускаемся с небес, мы спускаемся с небес. Кольца дыма, керосин, shake that motherfucking ass.
Это классика, мы дэнсим с ней, фантастика. Сближаюсь с ней, признаюсь я. . .
Ты обещала никогда не говорить мне о любви, и что в нас, ну никогда, не погаснут все огни.
Но, если проще говоря, в тебя вселился этот з best, и мы с тобой -не до утра, и без обратной смс. -Без обратной смс.
Ah, shake that motherfucking ass!
Ah, без обратной смс.
Ah, shake that motherfucking, shake that motherfucking ass, ass, ass, ass.
Shake that motherfucking ass!
English translation
You promised never to tell me about love, and that all the lights in us, well, would never go out.
But, to put it simply, this best has taken possession of you, and we are not with you until the morning, and without a return SMS. -No return SMS.
Ah, shake that motherfucking ass! Ah, no return SMS.
Ah, shake that motherfucking, shake that motherfucking ass, ass, ass, ass.
For three of us we need three, we are on Patricks, look.
Five cars at the auto party, shake that motherfucking ass. Move from ex into my next. All that's on her mind is sex.
If you want even more, shake that motherfucking ass.
We're coming down from the skies, we're coming down from the skies. Smoke rings, kerosene, shake that motherfucking ass.
This is a classic, we dance with it, fantastic. I'm getting closer to her, I admit. . .
You promised never to tell me about love, and that all the lights in us, well, would never go out.
But, to put it simply, this best has taken possession of you, and you and I - not until the morning, and without a return SMS. -No return SMS.
Ah, shake that motherfucking ass!
Ah, no return SMS.
Ah, shake that motherfucking, shake that motherfucking ass, ass, ass, ass.
Shake that motherfucking ass!