Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on level
Since you
No pain
You into my eyes
You recognize my face
in my world now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

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

got you lost
Nights so much quicker than the days did
clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place burn you up
But baby okay, they my niggas next door
They be working in the trap, so get if you want
Just blame it on me girl
That you didn't call your
Just blame it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

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

is a happy house
We're here
In a house
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 for the lady who be down for that
Whatever,
your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, it
Then, us chase it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
nice 'cause time don't exist
And when the shine back to the crib
Superstar back at the crib
And we can out the tables
We got some brand new
All glass and four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her than a wet nap
And no doors
So I listen to her echo
"I heard he do now"
You heard wrong I been on them for a minute, we just act a fool,
That's just how we fuckin'
And when we act a fool, it's 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that dokey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin'
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her story?"
"She kinda bad but she it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin'
I'm talking 'bout you man, get to know me
Ain't no though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude some nice 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 glass
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 so gone
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

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

the 707 out
the 707 out