Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you treat me shit
I paid for the bed and even slept in it
I paid for that crib and 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 playing on my phone,
All your childish attempts to make me angry fall
Which fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing
Understandable, I'm brilliant with five Brazilians
There were I used to hide my feelings
Now I'm naked in the Lamborghini
And motherfuckers see me
Wait this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy
Who would've I hit you right back?

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

So many wanna 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 and uh, that's me
And you could whatever
The specialty is white snake and underwear
You could probably catch me somewhere the sun is next
And I understand that's only cause I'm
I'm getting topped off in the front row of the
As Bocelli 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 like a is
I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people
Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures the swordfish

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

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

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

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