Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
Since you
No more
You look into my
You recognize my face
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

This is a happy (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 ain't for your day shift
This will burn you up
But baby it's okay, my niggas next door
They be in the trap, so get louder if you want
Just blame it on me girl
That you didn't your home
don't blame it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

If it to breathe
the window
Oh, mind wants 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 for that
Whatever,
Bring your own of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's nice 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 and it's four 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 on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
just how we fuckin' livin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we it
Yeah I'm always on that okey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin'
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin'
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man, get to me
Ain't no though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' the truth
But I'm a nice dude some nice dreams
And we turn this to a nightmare, Elm Street

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

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

the 707 out
the 707 out