Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Up My Christmas

Ladies that are fat ladies are skinny
Ladies are all night on my jimmy
Ladies that won't me a buck fiddy
wanna get with me 'cause I'm so pretty
Bitties who wanna bite off a lil
Best part's the top like a drew muffin
Bittie's that wanna on their love oven
And cook up a caserole of stove top
Don't stop the 'cause you're filled with my gumption
take care of my beaker I'm honeydew bunsen
Got ya for my potion, got my finger on the button
That's why mc be
Wish I could erase erection
Honey's at me from every direction
Lookin for the love
I stink of sexin without protection
So line up the
I'll open their drawers like the kid in the sixth
I won't persist distance, gotta get up in this
She fuckin up my

Fuckin up my christmas is a new way of saying fuckin up my
is not so much a holliday oriented song
As it is an of dismay at the sight of a beautiful woman

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