Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
No more
You look into my
You can't recognize my
You're in my 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

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

Music got you
Nights ends so much quicker than the did
Same clothes, you ready for your day shift
place will burn you up
But baby it's okay, they my next door
They be working in the trap, so get louder if you
Just don't it on me girl
That you didn't call your
don't blame it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

If it to breathe
the window
Oh, your mind to leave
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,
Bring your own stash of the greatest, it
a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then, us chase it
With a handful of pills, no
Jaw clenching on some papers
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's nice 'cause don't exist
And when the shine back to the crib
lines back at the crib
And we can out the tables
We got some new tables
All and it's four feet wide
But a must to get us ten feet high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her wetter a wet nap
And no closed
So I to her moans echo
"I heard he do now"
You heard I been on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's how we fuckin' livin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably we mixed it
Yeah I'm on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal, no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she 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 offense though, I you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some dreams
And we turn this to a nightmare, Elm Street

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
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 gone so
Bring out the glass
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out