Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you treat me like
I paid for the bed and never even in it
I paid for that crib and never foot in
And now else is eating all the pudding
change, now my dashboard wooden
All Benz, like a young Doc Gooden
Dark shades, I'm stone crazy
Girl, we grown, playing on my phone, baby
All your childish to make me angry fall short
Which only fuels the rage you have, you have nothing
Understandable, I'm shining brilliant five Brazilians
There were I used to hide my feelings
Now I'm butt naked in the
And motherfuckers see me
Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look
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 bitch I'm with you?
Baby I'm blue

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

Why you all on my back?
Why you gotta do me that?
Why you gotta act like a 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 hope soda you drink already shaken up
I hope your dry like raisins in the baking sun
I your titties all saggy in your early 20's
I hope there's snow in your driveway
I hope you never get off
And you work at a that'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 the zipper on your jacket get stuck
And your short, and your charger don't work
And you spill on your shirt
I hope your 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 hope you this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh

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

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