Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

Yeah, one of 'em
Yeah, one of them nice breezy

Nigger, what you for nigger?
Oh it, stop
Motherfucker didn't even the headphones on
You, you

This song is
This song is bacon skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my first
Her name is, oh Lord,
She's fat, hit me

Too nasty, I now big dumb you
You bacon
Just fat but you know it's at
I wish you was thin, Cloreen skin

Brotch, you can't with that, look out
And the band
And look out,
a minute, I said

Bacon skin, hit me,
touch noth
Don't you touch snare or
You just tap, God

I wanna sing to this
I baby, wait a minute
When we're all
We try to love

Somebody call you on the
I don't what his name is
But I know, I know is life
But that, that's real, baby, you my
Cloreen bacon skin, wait a

Oh, good God, I
Wait a
Oh, then the band
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on, I

Once on the one, come on
And the said
alright
That's

You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, out
You fuck with me
I'll drive you to the
Okay Jerome, open the high hat, we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep that pocket, don't get excited, on
Yeah, on, said splash
God

Everybody say, Cloreen skin
say
You can't with that
in your face

I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, love sexy right to my feet, good Lord
And I'm sexy, good God, with the bacon
meat, close the high hat up, come on say

I can that shit, that's nasty, to nasty
let me go, look out
Good God, nasty
Good mutha, eruption in face
God, look out said

Cloreen, I got for ya
What's the matter, don't you me?
Am I to
Splash, oh shit, oh

I stand it, I can't stand it
Now when I in the mirror
And I see this ugly face, God
I just wanna run, I run over to your place, yes

I see, good God, someone that's uglier than um, um
I said, I said uglier me
Uglier me
Cloreen skin

Nice and breezy, out now
I said fellas, the word?
I fellas, what's the word?
out

Bacon skin, come on,
What you do with that?
Everybody, everybody on, dance
come on, dance

We ain't gonna put no more instruments on
me and bacon skin
Alright, Cloreen's brother for my drummer, look out
Oh shit, my hat done off

Oh, somebody gonna see my spot
God, I don't care
I got bacon
Bacon Skin on my plate, God

I to love ya
Cloreen, why you make me wait?
I get sexy, I said
Oh Lord, I said, I get sexy
Cloreen, come on, get down, on, splash

on, good God
Cloreen's Alfred
Alfred, Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on
Alfred,

on, Alfred, talk to me now
I wanna I got to you say, say Alfred
I can't ya, come on, talk to me now
Alfred, come on, to me now

Come on, bacon
Alfred, do you me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, don't, ignore me
Say nigger, say

to me, come on, come on, talk
What cha need, cha need?
You wanna, you wanna open hat?
You open your hat?
open it up, come on, get down, yes, come on

The volcano erupt in your face, God
Oh Lord, old
Alfred, talk to me Alfred, on
Oh Lord, I stand it

to me Alfred, come on
There you go, come on,

Everybody else come on and dance, God

on, everybody dance
Alfred, come on and

I can't stand it, I can't it, oh dance

Oh
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, go, good God
Good God, oh
Old motherfucker say, I say

We take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, out
You can't fuck with shit, yes
Turn it up one time, come on, I dance, shit, oh Lord

Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't it
I said, uh
I wanna see of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen,

You can't fuck that, talk to me Alfred, come on
And the say
Oh shit,
Well, where the hand at?

God, Alfred
We burn the house down
it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Say

We done burn the down, we got to go
We done it down, we got to go
What cha can you say that?
Sexy, come on, come on, get sexy

Cloreen, I talk to ya
Cloreen, oh
Cloreen, the ugliest woman that I've ever seen
I'm not

Baby, there's one
The loves and that's the truth
And baby, you one motherfucker
I'm not to ya

You know the Lord loves the truth, ya?
Well, why the hell can't you take a
Cloreen skin
and breezy

We need no instruments
2 in here
Get
Everybody get

Yes, old
This funk ain't no place
'Cuz it's old, old and sexy
Cloreen, bacon

Pound on the tom one time, come on, yes
We go'n wanna go to the jungle one
We go to the jungle, good God
Go to the one time, good God, said
And the say one time

Good God, band
Blisters, I got some blisters, God
All my and sisters, good God
Bacon Skin, God
Everybody on

Everybody, bacon
Alfred, we got to get the outta here
Oh
Let's go over, yo, let's,
Is where you live Alfred?
Is where you live?

Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is

This is nasty,
Mmm, I it, I like it

We, we stay here, we got to go
We got to go
Oh shit, to funky, We got to go
You got any old James Brown Huh?
Good God, everybody,

on Alfred, pack your shit
We got to get the hell here
the hat one time, put on your hat, come on
Yes, oh
Put on your hat, God

Oh Lord, jump up on the Alfred
on, get your coat, yes
That's a coat Alfred
How you pay for that?

That much, Yeah, I like it
glad I like it, huh?
Yes, oh shit, I said, oh
Put on your boots Alfred, go, ahh