[Lyric] BLINTENDO (Uamee)

Uamee! Tracksuit Mafia!
Hardbass from Squatvia!
Let's go!

Beer goes in my mouth, I call it product placement
All these party sounds are coming straight from our basement
8-bit old Slavic drink, now that's what we call retro
For good night out, we need like a car needs it's petrol

Vision blurred and pixelated, sunglass come in handy
In eastern block, as always all is fine and Де́нди
You want us to turn it down? What is this garbage?
How about you get bent and blow on my cartridge?

Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't

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Eastern Europe does what the west Blintеndon't

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Eastern Europe does what thе west Blintendon't
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right
Can't remember much of what we drank here last night
I consume so much you can call me Slavic Kirby
Paskat uz to puiki viņš atkal bijis ķirsī

Highscores at the bar, got drinks spilling on my nice shoes
Whiskey cola with pelmeni used instead of ice cubes
Three stripes boy is drunk and behaving like an asshole
Sorry gopnik, but your princess is in another castle

Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Good drink, friends, and a Slavic innuendo
Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't

[Instrumental]

Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't

[Instrumental]
Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't
Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't
Eastern Europe does what the west Blintendon't