Luyện nghe bài hát High Ball Shooter

Well, I'm a rock and preacher
Not a Sunday teacher
You no shady lady
But I the way you strut your stuff, baby

a snow queen looking mean
Tryin' to it on the scene
I guess you it
I always see you hangin' around
Oh, around

You're a high shooter
You it easy to see
High shooter
You ripped the low ones off me

A brought you to me
Told me your was Jo
You said you my music
And you really show, oh

Now I wanna play
But my fingers don't
They're on you woman
And I feel your fingers on me, oh, uh huh

a high ball shooter
You make it to see
High ball
You ripped the low ones off me, yeah

It's to leave you, honey
I you're feeling sad
Don't you cry now,
You know only makes me mad
And I don't like bad, woh

I see you I go
town and place
I can't recall your
But I know I forget your sweet face
I cannot forget face

a high ball shooter
You make it to see
High shooter
You sure ripped the low off me

'Cause a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see, come on,
High shooter
You sure ripped the low off me
Sure the low ones off me