Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
No more
You into my eyes
You recognize 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, your wants to leave
But you go

is a happy house (A happy house)
We're happy (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 ends so much than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for day shift
This will burn you up
But baby it's okay, my niggas next 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
don't blame it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

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

is a happy house
We're happy
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 who be down for that
Whatever,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, it
Then, us chase it
a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
nice 'cause time don't exist
And the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines at the crib
And we can test out the
We got some new tables
All glass and four feet wide
But a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no doors
So I listen to her 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 we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on okey dokey
white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin'
Yeah I'm 'bout you man, get to know me
Ain't no though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the
But I'm a nice dude with nice dreams
And we could turn to a nightmare, Elm Street

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 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 so gone
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out