Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

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

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 wife
Her is, oh Lord, Cloreen
just fat, hit me

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

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

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

I wanna sing to this
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 this is
But that, that's real, baby, you my
Cloreen skin, wait a minute

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

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

You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out
You fuck with me
drive you to the ground
Okay Jerome, open the high hat, we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep that pocket, get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, splash
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, sexy right down to my feet, good Lord
And I'm sexy, God, with the bacon meat
Pork meat, the high hat up, come on say

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

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

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

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

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

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

We ain't gonna put no more instruments on
Just me and bacon
Alright, that brother 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 on my plate, good God

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

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

on, Alfred, talk to me now
I wanna I got to hear you say, say
I hear ya, come on, talk to me now
Alfred, come on, to me now

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

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

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

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

Everybody else on and dance, good God

on, everybody dance
Alfred, on and dance

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

Oh
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, go, good God
Good God, oh
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 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 burn the house
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, on
Say

We burn the house down, we got to go
We burn it down, we got to go
What cha can you say that?
Sexy, come on, come on, 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 Lord and that's the truth
And baby, you one motherfucker
I'm not to ya

You know the loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you a bath?
Cloreen bacon
and breezy

We don't need no
2 funky in
Get
get sexy

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

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

Good God, band
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 outta here
Oh
Let's go over, yo, let's,
Is this where you Alfred?
Is where you live?

Oh shit, a nasty place, this is nasty

This is nasty,
Mmm, I like it, I 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?
God, everybody, Lord

Come on Alfred, your shit
We got to get the outta 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 nice coat
How you pay for that?

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