Żaluzja Solonez - Bukszpan

What are you doing hola hola
It's a fucking motorola call
It's Christmas Eve, so we have Hop-Cola
Bald mother pulls sack (2x)

I'd better fly solo and hit the pumpkins hard
Your old man is punching your mother in the pussy nickname "warehouseman"
He's probably wearing his pants, he's an old man
The old woman drinks half a liter and it disappears, it's some kind of magic
The blind is a puan, now I'm counting the bankroll
When a mother falls, she gets punched in the ribs
Like the old Halloween, it's all about scares
He'll fuck up his mother with a foil pie from her armpit

Too much old, more normal texts
Turn on "Greppetto", take the old one and test it
I take my mother's head and use it to kill the pork loin
And when your father comes by, he vapes with his dick

What are you doing hola hola
It's a fucking motorola call
It's Christmas Eve, so we have Hop-Cola
Bald mother pulls sack (2x)

My Samsung is calling, this is your wife
The old man wears a white Ajlo sweatshirt in Oklahoma
Blinds are king, my bag is sticky again
The old man delivers and rides a bicycle in a bag
Father is a fucking crow running without an eye
My mother beats my sister with a dressing gown belt
My mother runs into the base and always shouts, come on
Old head like a lightbulb nickname "coo"
I'm packing my school bag, we're going on holiday soon
City cheese made of May sausage
An old mushroom picker explores the forests
Old bodbruk is sore
The old handyman is the hinges
Mother and father are idiots

What are you doing hola hola
It's a fucking motorola call
It's Christmas Eve, so we have Hop-Cola
Bald mother pulls sack (2x)

Your mother is tearing up her face and I'm about to hit her again
He puts on indoor shorts and leopard print leggings
There's an ass for a threesome, we eat soup with Nebul
She's having fun, we're fucking each other in the ass