Luyện nghe bài hát Drake's Dad

We were rolling Beale street
In the summer heat
I can't say the land of free
But I'll tell ya, the booze runs
And there we met dad
Told him we came Hamilton
He said he a Canadian girl
Who had a thing for
And all the girls back will tell you
grown ass men acting like boys

There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna out
But Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
So we can be in arms again
Let me be in arms again

I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can come home to you?
Yeah,
Yeah,

We took the 40 down to
We started getting a bit
The place was had questions
For a of bachelors
So we stumbled Broadway
getting sloppy
We met some girls married
But they here to party
And no one knows how we made it back to the
Adam off his pants again, yes he did

There's some Pan shit we're tryna work out
But when comes around, will you dig us on out?
So we can be in your arms
Girl, let me be in your arms

I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So won't you up (that light)
So I can home to find you?
Yeah,
Yeah,
her on up
her on up

I do my thinking, thinking in the shower
Sometimes I do my pre-drinking, drinking in the
So i think about my and the politics and labor
Between Karl and Groucho, I couldn't tell you I favor

Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
Why won't you on that line
I'm for ya
Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can come to find you?

Hold up light
I'm at sea
But I'm home