Жопы

- In the world there are four kinds of buttocks is: a small ass, ass more, bulky hips. Apart is the fourth kind - nevrotebennaya feed. Some guys look after the last two types, but listen, guys, all these ass blinded Jehovah. So Let 's take the same hands and sing this simple song.

Ass I love since childhood, it is right now, I can recognize myself.
In kindergarten I teased the girls dresses,
Knowing for sure that the eyes will be opened,
A pair of triple breech kilo of meat.
I was not important to the quality ass, do not care.
I even took a fat ass with gusto.
I feel, feel, feel, happy.
The girls are not stuck, teachers yelled.
I dreamed of having a hand in the asset items that way twenty
To squeeze into one the forty pieces of ass.
On one hand on the ass, as many as five fingers on the priest.
I was the chief popkoman the whole eastern Europe.
Quickly passed years, here I am still the same.
Though sexually mature, but not lowered the reins.
Everything just to hunt backsides, and I want them all over.
So shake them well, aunty, furiously.

Chorus:
My sweet aunties, pour in a bit
Your sweet ass non-stop ...
My sweet aunties, implanted in bits
Your sweet ass without stopping.

I remember it was winter at that bitch was feed
As if from here to the Kolyma River.
She came to our class newcomer sat down beside him.
Went to fuck you, bitch, I hate aunts with fat ass.
When she went to the blackboard to prove the theorem,
The whole class had a certain blevotno problem.
It was not the topic - vomiting spasms of our class.
In the end, the teacher simply stopped her to ask.
Nobody talked to tolstozhopye bitch with these ever since.
She decided to lead us in a class of its four sestёr-
Twins. The same faces, the same ass.
Five Godzilla to a class - something a lot of work.
I was tortured nightmares, or cubic yards fat.
Ass eaten by me, asshole sucking me suck like vampires.
Damn, I want something slim, aunts, my God,
Shake your ass, only gently folded.

Chorus:
My sweet aunties, pour in a bit
Your sweet ass non-stop ...
My sweet aunties, implanted in bits
Your sweet ass without stopping.

I - Tarantula, what's wrong with big popah, man?
The main thing is that there is a priest, and the size should not soar.
What kind of nonsense I hear? The barrel roof blows me fat.
Soul eats the country fireplace, after the invasion tavtomyshey.
Make this song so loud. Over my dead body, right?
I will sing about his feelings for a beautiful
Ass. For delicious ass. Yes, to hell with you!
I'm leaving, and you sit and sing his song buttock.

Chorus (2 times)
My sweet aunties, pour in a bit
Your sweet ass non-stop ...
My sweet aunties, implanted in bits
Your sweet ass without stopping.