Luyện nghe bài hát Black Shampoo

Hard of work, you had a hard day at work baby
I want you to sit down, relax I soak you in my mental
Back rub style, this, yo, yo
Massage, oil, shampoo and pears
Cinnamon, aloe, for you hair

So lather the soap, coconut
Honey lather, blood flowing, glistening
lotion, breeze, over the ocean
Lovers, bath crystals, bun scrubbers

Hot milk bath, steam rubbing
These will splash long loving in your
Make it off, it off, till it gets soft
Passion fruit, pussy cat, to touch it off

In and out, rapers patients, Hershey's Kisses get a
reliever soak your feet, air them out
Brain message, think pink
Stress relieving, no dishes in the

Upper lower, left, right, don't play
Back rub, on, take me away
beads, streams, plush and lavish
Come with me through all the damn

Night breeze at sea, sipping tea you and your queen
And trees, 85 degrees, jet breeze
water on chocolate, butter scotch flowers
Vapor action, tropical sun

Baby powder, relax, for an hour
Sand suntan, up snug
days, fireplace, oriental rug
Thugs, lay on the couch, pull it out, balance

Chemical stimuli, two off the chalice
silence, what surround us
What's the finest, in cold sheets
Vanilla apple heat, loop played jazz music, pillow sleeps

in bed, early morning sun treats
Sunset level, sunrises, hell
Lay on the couch, while I clip toenails
of peaches and cream steam secret spells

Soft spoken gospel, Barry White
Violin, medicine, sound swell
Sunshine like, the right, the hell
Taste sugar, storm steam stick

Slow dance drink, like nights Egypt
Having, stabbing, chilling now we rolling
Company, ice cream licking now we
Gentle force, tingle of the golden

Open loose, ice cubes, your belly
Alcohol, palm trees, butter jelly
twirl, fantastic melodies
Soon, these spoons

Wiping me with ton, fly wine, prize
Now it's high noon, raspberry
Cherry breath, drink the mountain, sip the very best
of the shore, every winter is a war

Paradise life, recipe now
Musician, model, mental
Wash away your sorrow, fantasy
Put the message in the

Carry you through, the threshold, do my
ending, go to rest Sleeping Beauty
Yo, is that body shop shit, love, love slam
Edible underwear, champagne, bath

Have your snack on ass that know what I mean?
Massaging these melodies put that gangsta shit on the
Blow winds, blow, through your
Sea sticks and shit, right, right

When your boo
Come and chop mother fucking beat
You stank ass