Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / 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, your wants to leave
But you go

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

If it to breathe
Open the
Oh, your mind to leave
But you go

This is a happy
happy 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 for that
Whatever,
your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, a dub, cough a dub, taste 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
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the stars shine back to the
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got some new tables
All glass and it's four feet
But it's a 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 moans
"I he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I been on for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's just how we fuckin'
And we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that dokey
Them white know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is your girl, what's her fucking 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
Ain't no offense though, I you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' 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
Bring out the glass
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out