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 when I'm you?
girl I'm blue

Because you me like shit
I paid for the bed and even slept in it
I paid for crib and never stepped foot in
And now somebody else is eating all the
change, now my dashboard wooden
All black Benz, like a Doc Gooden
Dark shades, cause I'm stone
Girl, we grown, playing on my phone, baby
All childish attempts to make me angry fall short
only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing
Understandable, I'm shining brilliant with Brazilians
There were I used to hide my feelings
Now I'm butt naked in the
And can't see me
Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look
Who would've I hit you right back?

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

So many wanna call me baby
And you wonder why the fuck that I ain't you lately
Some would say I'm the symbol for sex and uh
would hate, but I don't give 'em no breath
Go on a date, I'm at the crib with the and uh, that's me
And you could order
The specialty is snake and underwear sauce
You could probably me somewhere where the sun is next
And I understand that's cause I'm popular
I'm getting off in the front row of the opera
As Bocelli sings the rings
I gotta go, never know 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 of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish

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

I hope you get a paper cut on tongue
From a in a paper cup
I hope every soda you already shaken up
I hope dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun
I hope your titties all saggy in your early
I hope there's always snow in your
I you never get off Fridays
And you work at a that's always busy on Fridays
I hope you win the lottery and lose your
I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your
I hope the zipper on your jacket get
And headphones short, and your charger don't work
And you spill shit on your
I hope your tears don't hurt, and I can in your face
Cut my losses, how Delilah changed my to a fade
I you happy, I hope you happy
I hope you ruined 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 when I'm you?
Baby I'm blue

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