Luyện nghe bài hát Blah Blah

way for the S O V

I say first priorities, it just me
At Maccy D's at half three
you munching on?
Quarter-pounder with
Chatting me and Billyes

Now S O V, you
S O V, can't
S O V, just
don't talk with your mouth full

That's alright me
It's all
Even if it's not me
You're still dashing my around the city

It's all good
Blup, blup for free
White midget, a huh fright
Somebody just my digits

Is it for your
Is it?
Ha, for the way
you use your credit

If you go say I'm
Well, if I'm nobody then why are you me?
You drained your that's filling it
While my style, you's you're not it?

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it straight out the other
Repeating yourself you are a star
Live for your mother reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All your in my brain are turning into clutter
Repeating yourself you are a star
for your mother like reh reh reh rah

Your people want to classify me as an
What hear? I'm a different kind of specimen
because I be a white Caucasian
Doesn't mean me and him are the

one I'm not American, two I'm not a man
Three I come into with a different of plan
Setting the facts 'cause I know that I can
Will it wait 'cause I do the ultravan?

Categories I fit into any
Why? I'm onto top the stars
Writing out more than Bur berry
Then it will be like a of 20

them lick my saliva off the floor
That spit bad
When I in the door
Release my metaphor O' Blimey

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it comes straight out the
Repeating yourself you are a star
Live for your like reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All your in my brain are turning into clutter
Repeating like you are a star
Live for mother like reh reh reh rah

I know you know most about me over your roast
Or mid-morning on toast
But when I out you're talking
It's all different you squawking

S O V, I never that
S O V, you know you ain't
S O V, I love track
Well, what the f*** you want b**** a in the bank?

I'm varying I'm soon to be best friends
best friends comes the next Blahbarian
Let me only caring
When you're the new rhythm

Now everyday the wearing
And oh God, I got posh people
The rich, the poor, the snobs, the
Oh, dear Blahbarians

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it straight out the other
Repeating like you are a star
Live for your mother reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All your in my brain are turning into clutter
Repeating yourself like you are a
Live for your mother reh reh reh rah