Luyện nghe bài hát G.U.Y. (Love More/Fancy REMIX) [Lady Gaga]

[LADY / PRE-VERSE 1]
Greetings
God of desire
Son of
Lay back and feast as this audio guides you through new and positions

GAGA / VERSE 1]
I wanna be the girl you
I be your G.U.Y.
Yeah I be the grave, unearth you
Our sex doesn't us no lies
I'm gonna the tie, want the power to leave you
I'm aimin' for full control of love (Of this love)
me touch me, don't be sweet
Love me me, please retweet
Let me be the girl under you makes you cry

[LADY / CHORUS ]
I be that G.U.Y.
I be that G.U.Y.
I be that G.U.Y.
The girl you, G.U.Y.

MINAJ / VERSE 2]
Yo, he know me
But he up to blow me, uh
Said my Twitter remind him of Naomi, uh
On the low I used to at his homie, uh
Fuck it, now I'm about to ride him a pony, yeah
Okay, prolly, yo come polly
He wanna a bad Dolly and pop Molly
I hope your got a muthafuckin' pot belly
Or is it you never ball? John Salley

He had the in his Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a girl, now hoes is his choice
on H, P-P-Pussy on W
Mouth on open, ass on you
Ass on the too, Elle Magazine
Vroom, vroom, vroom, get
Could I be wife? Naw we could bang though
I got niggas whipped, call me Django

[LADY GAGA / ]
I wanna be G.U.Y.
I be that G.U.Y.
I be that G.U.Y.
The under you, G.U.Y.

[IGGY / VERSE 3]
First first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda
I can hold you down, I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You want a bad bitch like this (ha)
Drop it low and pick it up like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my (on my wrist)
Takin' all the straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 (what)
the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste

stunting, how you love that
Got the whole world asking how I that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch
at that I bet you wishing you could clutch that
Just the way you it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could it, huh? (say what what?)
Never down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun

[LADY / CHORUS & END-CHORUS]
I wanna be G.U.Y.
I wanna be G.U.Y.
I wanna be G.U.Y.
The girl you, G.U.Y.
I wanna be G.U.Y.
I'll you right up, G.U.Y.
I'll lie face up, G.U.Y.
The under you, G.U.Y.
Achtzehn,
Fourteen,
eins
Zedd!
Zedd!
Zedd!
Zedd!