Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you treat me like
I paid for the bed and never even in it
I paid for crib and never stepped foot in
And now else 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 playing on my phone,
All childish attempts to make me angry fall short
Which only the rage you have, because you have nothing
Understandable, I'm shining brilliant with Brazilians
were times I used to hide my feelings
Now I'm naked in the Lamborghini
And motherfuckers see me
Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit easy
Who would've thought I hit you back?

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

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

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

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

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

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