Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
No more
You look my eyes
You can't my face
in my world now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

This is a happy house (A house)
We're 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

got you lost
Nights ends so 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
be working in the trap, so get louder if you want
Just don't it on me girl
That you didn't your home
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 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,
your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, it
Then, watch us it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
nice 'cause time don't exist
And when the stars shine back to the
Superstar back at the crib
And we can out the tables
We got brand new tables
All glass and it's four wide
But a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a
I got her than a wet nap
And no closed
So I listen to her echo
"I heard he do now"
You heard 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 'cause we it
Yeah I'm on that okey dokey
white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he told me
"Is that your girl, what's her story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her story
Yeah I'm 'bout you man, get to know me
no offense though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' the truth
But I'm a dude with some 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
out the glass tables
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