Luyện nghe bài hát Crib

wake-wakin' up, in a bed
bombs up
it's the phone}
up in, in my

up the phone

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

you've this apple
right down to the
nibbled
got the taste for it no more

so while you cruise in the
called 'round my friends

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

baby, I've got class...manners as Ella
so give me the respect...you'd be giving

when you have integrity...sing it J
I'll show you beauty...eyes poppin' like Beyonce

got to keep it in the crib...baby, I've got
got to keep it in the crib...so give me
got to keep it in the crib...you need
got to it in the crib...
to have inner

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

stop on, on my front door
got
hypnotise me no more

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

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

when you're all
please

oh so
of how you loved me
I gave you a taste of
be craving it always ...

...

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

gotta myself first
not second in your world
no consolation
can up all the hurt

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

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