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He said we’d have cooks,

Edit from the kitchen, because they will sit down,

Vixens at the TV,

Why then does he use communism,

I wanted to plant it and planted it after all,

Perhaps he meant well.

Maybe he was right.

Money is asking for me,

I lift on-easy,

Money is asking to be put in your pocket,

I’ll give the boys free rein,

Money is asking for the table,

I’ll drop them, that’s a joke.

Mani-Mani-Mani,

Always full pockets,

I’ll translate everything in lava,

To be at the bratva.

Mani-Mani-Mani,

Come you druzhbany,

I’ll translate everything in lava,

To be like aces.

The cash gets paid to my account,

I understand the calculation,

Cash flies under the roof to me,

I’ll be in Badun with him,

Cash flies into the rings,

As in the trenches we are in the dust.

Cache, cache, cache.

Jesus Christ shed his blood for us,

His own, he did not steal, did not take revenge on them,

He couldn’t, because he’s not us, he’s our God,

And if you think you could, yeah,

I could, but he’s not like that, because he’s a God,