Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Blue

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

Because you me like shit
I paid for the bed and never even in it
I paid for that and never stepped foot in
And now somebody else is all the pudding
change, now my dashboard wooden
All black Benz, like a young Doc
Dark shades, I'm stone crazy
Girl, we grown, stop on my phone, baby
All your childish attempts to me angry fall short
Which fuels 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 butt naked in the
And can't see me
Wait 'til chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy
Who thought 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?
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 crib with the chef and uh, me
And you order whatever
The specialty is white snake and underwear
You could probably me somewhere where 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 sings the celly
I gotta go, you'll know how good it feels 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 a lot of people nauseous
Still I'm on the back of the boat taking with 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?
girl I'm blue

I hope you get a paper cut on tongue
a razor in a paper cup
I every soda you drink already shaken up
I hope your dry like raisins in the baking sun
I hope your titties all saggy in early 20's
I hope always snow in your driveway
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 poop all up in your kitchen
I hope the zipper on jacket get stuck
And your headphones short, and charger don't work
And you spill shit on your
I your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your face
Cut my losses, how Delilah my locks to a fade
I hope you happy, I hope you
I hope you ruined this for a reason, I hope you happy, igh

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

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