Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

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

Nigger, what you lookin' for
Oh hold it,
Motherfucker didn't have the headphones on
You, you

This is called
song is called bacon skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my wife
Her is, oh Lord, Cloreen
She's fat, hit me

Too nasty, I now big dumb you
You skin
Just fat but you where 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 sing to this girl
I said baby, a minute
When all alone
We try to make

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
bacon skin, wait a minute

Oh, good God, I
a minute
Oh, then the said
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, on, I said

Once more on the one, on
And the said
That's
That's

You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out
You can't fuck me
I'll you to the ground
Jerome, open the high hat, here we go

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

Everybody say, bacon skin
say
You can't fuck that
Eruption in your

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

I can smell that shit, nasty, to nasty
Y'all let me go, out
God, nasty bass
Good mutha, eruption in your
Good God, look out

Cloreen, I got for ya
What's the matter, you like me?
Am I to
Splash, oh shit, oh

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

I wanna see, good God, someone that's than um, um
I said, I uglier than me
than me
Cloreen bacon

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

Bacon skin, come on,
you go'n do with that?
Everybody, everybody come on,
Everybody on, dance

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

Oh, somebody gonna see my spot
Good God, I care
I got bacon
Bacon on my plate, good God

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

Come on, God
brother Alfred
Alfred, Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on
Alfred,

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

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

Talk to me, on, come on, talk
What cha need, what cha
You wanna, you wanna open your
You wanna your hat?
Well 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 can't it

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

Everybody else on and dance, good 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
God, oh shit
Old say, I wanna say

We take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, out
You fuck with that shit, yes
it up one time, come on, I said dance, shit, oh Lord

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

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

Good God,
We done the house down
Burn it down, burn it down, on, come on
Say

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

Cloreen, I wanna to ya
Cloreen, oh
Cloreen, you're the ugliest that I've ever seen
I'm not

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

You know the Lord the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you a bath?
bacon skin
Nice and

We need no instruments
2 in here
Get
get sexy

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

on the floor tom one time, come on, yes
We wanna go to the jungle one time
We go to the jungle, good God
Go to the jungle one time, God, said
And the band say one

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

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

Oh shit, this a nasty place, is nasty

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 records?
Good God, everybody,

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

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

much, huh? Yeah, I like it
You're glad I like it,
Yes, oh shit, I said, oh
Put on your Alfred, let's go, ahh