Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Up My Christmas

Ladies that are fat that are skinny
Ladies are all night on my jimmy
Ladies that won't charge me a fiddy
Just wanna get with me 'cause I'm so
who wanna bite off a lil sumpn
Best the top like a drew barry muffin
Bittie's that wanna turn on love oven
And cook up a caserole of top stuffin
Don't stop the suckin 'cause you're filled with my
take care of my 'cause I'm honeydew bunsen
Got ya jonesin for my potion, got my finger on the
That's why mc be
Wish I could this erection
Honey's comin at me from direction
for the love connection
I stink of sexin without protection
So line up the
I'll open their like the kid in the sixth sense
I won't persist this distance, get up in this
She fuckin up my

Fuckin up my christmas is a new way of fuckin up my shit
This is not so much a holliday oriented
As it is an exclamation of dismay at the sight of a beautiful

She up my christmas biznitch
Catchin in tiny tid bits
I was till you was in my bizness
With you're booty and you're frilly pink tits
Yo up wit dis, it mc chris
"M" in my name stand for
No that's not a lisp, a finalist
Here's a sash for that ass it says
my hotel key and some common sense
get up to my or you're incompetent
do you wanna be a winner or the
So lick them lips, them shits
And on it.