Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You - Devin

[answering machine
Hi
I know your a lot of pressure at your work and all
And I do
You have no idea how I understand
But you also have any idea how much I love you
I you so much
I think about you I feel you in my
I miss you.. I miss you
I've just always wanted like you in my life
I love you so much; that I'd do
I'd do
I'll be perfect woman for you

[Dr.
I just wanna fuck bad
All them I never had bitches
Now I'm all up in that ass
Mad at 'cha boyfriend, 'cha?
You'se a bad girl, gotta ya
Gotta thank ya for that clinic
Explicit, hella
And tell your friends where the at
Where they can get hit and won't get back to soulmate
Before you 'em use Colgate
"She Swallowed It!" Yeah the bitch took the whole
and ran with it, let Mel-Man hit it
and Hit the Man hit it; damn
Man, this is I'm talkin about
Chicken-head, chicken-fed, a dick in your mouth
Out and about with nigga like it never took place
(Airtouched) Next time you need a

I just fuuuuuck you
No touchin and gul, you got a husband who
loves.. you..
Don't need you all in
I wanna fuuuuuck you
We can't be kissin and gul, you got a husband who
loves.. you..
You need to him your quality time

the Dude]
You got the number, on you to make the call
You know I cum help you re-decorate your walls
Cut your backyard, have to act hard to get the cock
And if I'm goin too far, I take it out and it off
and put it up, and keep going
You tryin to it from your husband but I know he be knowin
that your been tampered with
Then you show him the new trick of how you can it, smoke a cancer stick
You be workin it like a dancer bitch, hard on me
Not to give you all of my time, you wanted
You can me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed
I'd rather spend my mornin diggin through records instead
But, tonight, I guess be aight if we can touch bases
Hookup somewhere and some "Fuck Faces"
I know your man's lookin for ya, he's tryin to run ya
Don't worry bout me handcuffin gul cause I just wanna witchu

Dogg]
.. fuck
On the sneak tip, on creep shit
So whatcha gon' do, ya bitch?
You, actin, like you, don't, do,
That's the kinda I hate fuckin wit
Baby was a virgin, what she said
So I gave her Hennesey, she gave me some head
I her on the flo', so I wouldn't mess up my bed
Then 1/2 Dead put his dick on her head
Take bitch home, and give her a bone
And give her the number to my phone
Man, she blowin up my pager, the gettin major
A favor for a favor, this dick is what I her
to go by, and bitches know why
Stuff in they mouth, and then I'm out (see-ya!)
Twenty-fo' seven, Dre, Snoop, and
We servin' hoes, and never lovin these hoes, beotch!