Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you treat me shit
I for the bed and never even slept in it
I paid for that crib and never foot in
And now somebody else is all the pudding
change, now my dashboard wooden
All black Benz, like a Doc Gooden
shades, cause I'm stone crazy
Girl, we grown, stop on my phone, baby
All your attempts to make me angry fall short
Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have
Understandable, I'm brilliant with five Brazilians
There were times I to hide my feelings
Now I'm naked in the Lamborghini
And can't see me
Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I the shit look easy
Who would've thought I hit you back?

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

So many women wanna me baby
And you wonder why the fuck that I 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 could order
The specialty is white snake and underwear
You probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next
And I that's only cause I'm popular
I'm topped off in the front row of the opera
As sings the celly rings
I gotta go, you'll never know how good it to lay in bed with king
I'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous, like a horse is
I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of 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 gotta act like a when I'm with you?
girl I'm blue

I you get a paper cut on your tongue
a razor in a paper cup
I hope every soda you drink already up
I hope your dry like raisins in the baking sun
I hope titties all saggy in your early 20's
I hope there's always snow in your
I you never get off Fridays
And you at a Friday's that's always busy on Fridays
I you win the lottery and lose your ticket
I it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen
I hope the zipper on your get stuck
And your short, and your charger don't work
And you spill on your shirt
I hope your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in 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 all on my back?
Why you gotta do me that?
Why you gotta act like a bitch I'm with you?
Baby I'm blue

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