Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
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
the window
Oh, mind wants to leave
But you go

This is a house (A happy house)
We're happy here (We're 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 than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day
This place burn you up
But baby it's okay, they my niggas door
They be working in the trap, so get louder if you
don't blame it on me girl
That you didn't your home
Just don't blame it on me
you wanted to have fun

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

This is a 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 puffs for the lady who be down for
Whatever,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the stars shine to the crib
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got brand new tables
All glass and it's four feet
But it's a must to get us ten feet
She me sex in a handbag
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no doors
So I listen to her moans
"I he do drugs now"
You wrong I been 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 we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey
Them white boys the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he told me
"Is that girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut on her man, be her fuckin' story
I'm talking 'bout you man, get to know me
Ain't no though, I promise you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with nice dreams
And we could 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
out the glass 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