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Big Baby Tape - 98 Flow (English Translation) Lyrics[Lyrics to "98 Flow" ft. Husky]

[Chorus: Husky & Big Baby Tape]
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!

[Verse 1: Big Baby Tape & Husky]
Basta! It's empty here. I'm torturing a mongoose jump
On a diamond of feelings, and it glows like a chandelier
Spinning, spinning, until the bitch undresses
My blunt is spinning, pouting, there's no face on her
It could be worse, actavis, I have a cold
Bitch with a "trouble" is tighter, I have thirty-three damn dozen
Thirty-three, "Hey, Sus! Throw them to me for the heap"
Bitch needs a reason - Povodsiaga-Gucci (But I don't give a damn)
This tat is letting out juices from lychee
Who's VVS here, try to tell the difference
Achoo, ah! Actavis and I have a cold
"Hey, moms bad'n'boojie! You are needed hеre, hey, come on"
I spin my wrist in unison with thе globe
Carbon dioxide, and fuckboys are breathing
Spirit comes out of her, I need a bigger container, hey
Spinning and turning like the wheel of Samsara
This is for those who are over fifty, the wrist is sixty
Necklace is seventy, but thug life is not worth zero
In NASCAR I'm on the track, medals on my cuirass
All my teeth on the mattress, your fairy is being fagged
But I don't give a fuck, she really felt bad (But I don't give a fuck)
I feel good, so as not to feel bad (But I don't give a fuck)
It's like thug life until the last breath, hey
Or conversations with God

[Chorus: Husky & Big Baby Tape]
And it spins, spins, and it spins, spins!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!

[Verse 2: Husky]
Flow ninety-eight, flow ninety-eight
This is a psycho lyricist, breaking on the ground, yo
Stone to some, morality to others
Tell me where to buy that Rostov
Shma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-al
Bony clawed bitch
Looking into my mouth from Winston's butts
Yo, yo, yo, yo!
In this porch, the three of us are like Ellipsis
Whether we were there or not, the haze remains
Give me a hat to drive, if the hat is invisible, yo
Catch the pale one from a gypsy injection
How I wanted to be like him
Little red caps, black hills
I flew away from there on a flying box
“Stand to the last” — engraving on the PM
Digga Rem plays from the Genius speakers
We cook molokhanka on the stove
The kitchen is cramped, like a Chelyabinsk dressing room, yo
Someone is dying, yo, while we rhyme
You can watch Grundig TV blindfolded
Russian rap is not “Black Bacardi”
Who said that Ulan-Ude is not on the map?

[Chorus: Husky, Big Baby Tape & together]
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
Smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin'!
And it's smoking, smokin', and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's smoking, smokin'!
And it's smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin', smokin', um
And it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, smokin' ... And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
Spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, spinning, and it's spinning, spinning!
And it's spinning, hey, hee, I

[Outro: Big Baby Tape]
Hey, it's spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
Spinning, spinning…