Luyện nghe bài hát Black Shampoo

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

So lather the soap, conditioning
Honey lather, flowing, love glistening
Motion lotion, breeze, over the
Lovers, bath crystals, bun scrubbers

Hot milk bath, steam rubbing
will splash long loving in your oven
Make it off, break it off, till it gets
Passion fruit, pussy cat, want to it off

In and out, patients, Hershey's Kisses get a style
Stress reliever your feet, air them out
message, think about pink
Stress relieving, no in the sink

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

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

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

stimuli, two tokes off the chalice
Complete silence, surround us
What's the finest, wrapped in sheets
Vanilla heat, loop played jazz music, coffee pillow sleeps

Breakfast in bed, morning sun treats
Sunset level, surprise sunrises,
Lay on the couch, I clip your toenails
Dreams of and cream steam secret spells

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

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

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

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

Paradise life, now pour
Musician, model, gentle
Wash away your sorrow, fantasy
Put the in the bottle

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

your around boo
Come and this mother fucking beat
You ass trick