Blessa

I wanna blah blah
Ay, ooh, baby boo
Fucking me, no, no, no, no
Yeah, yah, yah, woo
Как хорошо получилось, но там before короче... Кхм-кхм

I'm a over young man (Yo)
And I blow up your brain again (Deu, deu)
I'm sixteen but looks like (Yah) years between nine or ten (Yah, yah)
This is my style
And I don't fucked up before even thirty miles (Miles)
You classmates called me gorgeous
But you shoud know that I'm goddess

(Yo) God is making blessa (Ay)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
God is making blessa (Yah)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
God is making blessa (Ay)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
She want to blessa blessa (Yah)
She love my dressa dressa (Ay)

My dress (My dress)
Is my nest (My nest)
My style (Yah) is new design (Ay, ay)
I always shine (Ы)
And I always fine (Pow, pow)
Мои друзья чувствуют себя нормально
We are genius and I'm not a lie

(Wuah) So bro I never been wanted
But everyday I'm play in NFS Most Wanted (Pow, pow)
I'm killer of you thoughts
I'm broker (Ы)
But everyday I made a good things
Now I taken a photo for cover of Vogue journal
I love you and I love this world

(Yo) God is making blessa (Ay)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
God is making blessa (Yah)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
God is making blessa (Ay)
Fucking game with bellesa (Bless)
She want to blessa blessa (Yah)
She love my dressa dressa (Ay)

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Credits
Writer(s): Bogdan Pankov
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