Luyện nghe bài hát Crib

wake-wakin' up, in a bed
blowin' up
{sh*t it's the
up in, in my

pick up the

it's dulcet tones
telling lies masked as
it's another night you ain't

you've this apple
right to the core
inside
ain't got the for it no more

so while you in the Benz
I've called my friends

we'll out the Dom
your sh*t on the lawn
and celebrate as the rain's down

baby, got class...manners smooth as Ella
so give me the respect...you'd be Oprah

when you integrity...sing it Mary J
I'll show you beauty...eyes poppin' it's Beyonce

got to keep it in the crib...baby, got class
got to keep it in the crib...so give me
got to it in the crib...you need integrity
got to it in the crib...
to have inner

there are only a few
you got to
when its not in the
be out on the curb

stop banging on, on my door
got
can't hypnotise me no

you think love
that is a sport
with the you play
on any old court

there's not be
any goodbyes and
do you see the
the mascara runnin

when all alone
please

oh so
of how much you me
I gave you a taste of
you'll be craving it ...

...

gotta up
and it out
but if you can't it straight
then I'll be on out

gotta love first
not second in your world
no prize
can up all the hurt

got the mink
and the home
and your on the curb stuck on own

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