Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

That's right, all you do, just sit in front of the TV
Hey, don't my balls, shut up already
You're not help!
I deal with your kids and that loser son of yours
I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your
What do you fuckin' think doing, what are you doing?
How do you that?
What do you think you're
How do you like
You fucking animal, I you to shut the hell up
Don't you ruin my kitchen, I'm sick of this, I out, I want out
Get the fuck here
I can't stand this, you and your fucking kids
Hey, how do you like that you
you destroy my kitchen
Hey, I'll your world
you, you piece of shit, I'm gettin' outta here you pig
Yeah, get here, you
You and fucking loser son, I'm outta here
I'm not dealing with nothing anymore, you piece of
I get no respect in this
I want out, I out
Get outta here, get outta
I can't this anymore
Shut the fuck up, shut the up, bitch

I want you here, right this minute
I use the bathroom, whatta you doin' in there?
You goin' my makeup?
It's my bathroom, I use it
Don't my tampons, it's my bathroom
I work hard to it clean, I can use it whenever I want
my bathroom

Oh my God, oh Christ
No, oh, oh my God