Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Up My Christmas

Ladies that are fat that are skinny
Ladies that are all night on my
that won't charge me a buck fiddy
Just wanna get me 'cause I'm so pretty
who wanna bite off a lil sumpn
Best part's the top like a drew barry
Bittie's that wanna on their love oven
And up a caserole of stove top stuffin
Don't stop the suckin 'cause filled with my gumption
take care of my beaker I'm honeydew bunsen
Got ya jonesin for my potion, got my on the button
why mc be struttin
Wish I erase this erection
Honey's comin at me from direction
Lookin for the connection
I of sweaty sexin without protection
So line up the
I'll open their drawers like the kid in the sixth
I won't persist this distance, gotta get up in
She fuckin up my

Fuckin up my is a new way of saying fuckin up my shit
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 glimpses in tiny tid
I was till you was in my bizness
With you're volleyball and you're frilly pink tits
Yo what up wit dis, it mc
"M" in my name for monolith
No that's not a lisp, you're a
Here's a sash for ass it says dominance
here's my hotel key and common sense
get up to my or you're incompetent
do you be a winner or the opposite?
So lick them lips, drop shits
And on it.