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 have the 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 said now big you
You skin
Just fat but you know it's at
I wish you was thin, Cloreen bacon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody say, Cloreen bacon
say
You can't fuck with
in your face

I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, love sexy right down to my feet, 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
mutha, eruption 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 can't stand it, I can't it
Now when I look in the
And I see this ugly face, God
I wanna run, I wanna run over to your place, yes

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

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

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

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

Oh, somebody see my bald spot
Good God, I care
I got skin
Bacon on my plate, good God

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

on, good God
Cloreen's brother
Alfred, Alfred, I you to talk to me son, come 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, come on, on, talk
What cha need, cha need?
You wanna, you open your hat?
You open your hat?
Well open it up, 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

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

Everybody else come on and dance, God

on, everybody dance
Alfred, on and dance

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

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 with that shit, yes
it up one time, come on, I said dance, shit, oh Lord

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

You fuck 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
it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Say

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

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

Baby, one thing
The Lord loves and the truth
And baby, you one ugly
I'm not to ya

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

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

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

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

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

Oh shit, a nasty 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 James records? Huh?
Good God, everybody,

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

Oh Lord, up on the bell Alfred
Come on, get coat, yes
That's a nice Alfred
How much you pay for

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