Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

Why you all on my back?
Why you gotta do me like
Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm you?
Baby girl I'm

Because you treat me like
I paid for the bed and never slept in it
I for that crib and never stepped foot in
And now somebody is eating all the pudding
Things change, now my dashboard
All black Benz, like a Doc Gooden
Dark shades, cause I'm stone
Girl, we grown, stop on my phone, baby
All your childish attempts to make me fall short
Which only fuels the rage you have, because you nothing
Understandable, I'm shining brilliant five Brazilians
There were times I used to hide my
Now I'm butt in the Lamborghini
And can't see me
Wait this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy
Who thought I hit you right back?

Why you always all on my
Why you gotta do me that?
Why you act like a bitch when I'm with you?
Baby I'm blue

So many women wanna me baby
And you why the fuck that I ain't call you lately
Some would say I'm the symbol for sex and uh
Others hate, but I don't give 'em no breath
Go on a date, I'm at the with the chef and uh, that's me
And you order whatever
The specialty is white and underwear sauce
You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is
And I understand only cause I'm popular
I'm getting off in the front row of the opera
As Bocelli the celly rings
I gotta go, you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with
I'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous, just a horse is
I know the of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous
Still I'm on the back of the boat pictures with the swordfish

Why you always all on my
Why you do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm you?
Baby girl I'm

I you get a paper cut on your tongue
From a razor in a cup
I hope every soda you drink shaken up
I hope your dreams dry like in the baking sun
I hope your titties all saggy in early 20's
I hope there's always snow in driveway
I hope you get off Fridays
And you work at a that's always busy on Fridays
I hope you win the lottery and lose your
I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in kitchen
I hope the zipper on your get stuck
And your short, and your charger don't work
And you shit on your shirt
I hope your tears hurt, and I can smile in your face
Cut my losses, how Delilah changed my to a fade
I hope you happy, I hope you
I hope you this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh

Why you all on my back?
Why you do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a when I'm with you?
Baby I'm blue

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