Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

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

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

This is called
This song is called skin, hit me
dedicated to my first wife
Her name is, oh Lord,
just fat, hit me

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

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

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

I wanna to this girl
I said baby, a minute
When all alone
We try to love

Somebody call you on the
I don't what his name is
But I know, I know this is
But that, real, baby, you my wife
Cloreen bacon skin, 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 band
That's
That's

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

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

Everybody say, Cloreen bacon
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 down to my feet, good
And I'm sexy, good God, with the bacon
meat, close the high hat up, come on say

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

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

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

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

and breezy, look out now
I said fellas, what's the
I said fellas, what's the
out

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

We gonna put no more instruments on this
Just me and bacon
Alright, that Cloreen's for my drummer, look out
Oh shit, my hat fell off

Oh, somebody gonna see my bald
God, I don't care
I got skin
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 wanna get
Cloreen, come on, get down, come on,

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

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

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

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

The volcano erupt in face, good God
Oh Lord, old
Alfred, to me Alfred, come on
Oh Lord, I can't it

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

Everybody else on and dance, good God

Come on, everybody
Alfred, on and dance

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

Look out, I'm outta phase, I stand it
I said, uh
I see some of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen,

You can't fuck with that, 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, it down, come on, come on
Say

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

Cloreen, I wanna 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
Nice and

We need no instruments
2 funky in
Get
Everybody get

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

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

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

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

Oh shit, this a place, this is nasty

This is nasty,
Mmm, I like it, I 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 Brown records? Huh?
Good God, everybody,

Come on Alfred, pack shit
We got to get the hell outta
the hat one time, put on your hat, come on
Yes, oh
Put on hat, good 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, huh? Yeah, I it
glad I like it, huh?
Yes, oh shit, I said, oh
Put on your Alfred, let's go, ahh