Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
Since you
No pain
You look into my
You can't my face
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

If it hurts to
Open the
Oh, mind wants to leave
But you go

This is a house (A happy house)
happy here (We're happy here)
In a happy
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun (This is fun)
Fun, fun fun fun (This is fun to me)
Fun, fun fun fun

Music got you
Nights ends so much quicker than the did
Same clothes, you ready for your day shift
This place will you up
But baby it's okay, they my niggas door
They be working in the trap, so get if you want
Just blame it on me girl
That you didn't your home
Just blame it on me girl
you wanted to have fun

If it hurts to
the window
Oh, your mind to leave
But you go

is a happy house
We're here
In a happy
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun
Fun, fun fun fun,
Fun, fun fun fun

the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 7

Two puffs for the lady who be down for
Whatever,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some papers
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's 'cause time don't exist
And when the stars shine to the crib
lines back at the crib
And we can test out the
We got some brand new
All glass and it's feet wide
But a must to get us ten feet high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no doors
So I to her moans echo
"I heard he do now"
You heard wrong I been on them for a minute, we never act a fool,
That's just how we livin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that dokey
Them white know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me ride fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her story
Yeah I'm talking you man, get to know me
Ain't no offense though, I you
If you a real man, dude, you decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some dreams
And we could turn to a nightmare, Elm Street

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone so
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone so
Bring out the glass
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out