Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you treat me shit
I paid for the bed and never even in it
I paid for that and never stepped foot in
And now somebody is eating all the pudding
Things change, now my dashboard
All black Benz, a young Doc Gooden
Dark shades, I'm stone crazy
Girl, we grown, stop on my phone, baby
All your childish attempts to make me fall short
Which fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing
Understandable, I'm shining brilliant with five
There were times I used to my feelings
Now I'm naked in the Lamborghini
And motherfuckers see me
Wait 'til this see me on TV, I make the shit look easy
Who would've 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 wonder why the that I ain't call you lately
would say that I'm the symbol for sex and uh
Others would hate, but I give 'em no breath
Go on a date, I'm at the crib with the and uh, that's me
And you could whatever
The specialty is white snake and underwear
You probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next
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, like a horse is
I know the thought of me makes a lot of people nauseous
Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the

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

I hope you get a cut on your tongue
From a razor in a cup
I every soda you drink already shaken up
I hope your dreams dry raisins in the baking sun
I your titties all saggy in your early 20's
I hope there's always snow in driveway
I hope you never get off
And you work at a Friday's that's always busy on
I hope you win the and lose your ticket
I hope Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen
I hope the zipper on jacket get stuck
And your headphones short, and charger don't work
And you spill shit on shirt
I hope tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your face
Cut my losses, how Delilah my locks to a fade
I hope you happy, I hope you
I hope you ruined shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh

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

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