Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

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

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

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

Too nasty, I now big dumb you
You skin
Just fat but you know where at
I you was thin, Cloreen bacon skin

Brotch, you fuck with that, look out
And the said
And out, said
Wait a minute, I

skin, hit me, sexy
Don't noth
Don't you touch snare or
You tap, good God

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

call you on the phone
I don't know his name is
But I know, I this is life
But that, real, baby, you my wife
Cloreen skin, wait a minute

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

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

You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, out
You can't fuck me
I'll you to the ground
Okay Jerome, open the 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 with that
Eruption in your

I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, sexy one in the place, God
I'm sexy, sexy right down 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, bass
Good mutha, eruption in your
God, look out said

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

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

I wanna see, God, someone that's uglier than um, um
I said, I said than me
Uglier me
bacon skin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody else on and dance, good God

Come on, dance
Alfred, on and dance

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

Oh
Alfred, up on the bell, come on, let's 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
Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance, shit, oh

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

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

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

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

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

Baby, one thing
The Lord loves and 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 take a
Cloreen skin
and breezy

We need no instruments
2 funky in
Get
Everybody get

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

Pound on the tom one time, come on, yes
We go'n wanna go to the jungle one
We gonna go to the jungle, 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 brothers and sisters, God
Skin, good God
Everybody on

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

Oh shit, this a place, this is nasty

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

We, we can't here, we got to go
We got to go
Oh shit, to funky, We got to go
You got any old James Brown records?
God, everybody, Lord

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

Oh Lord, jump up on the bell
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