Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on level
you came
No more
You look my eyes
You recognize my face
You're in my now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

This is a happy house (A 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 quicker than the did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day
This place 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 call your home
don't blame it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

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

This is a happy
happy here
In a house
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 for the lady who be down for that
Whatever,
Bring own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's nice 'cause time don't
And when the stars back to the crib
Superstar lines at the crib
And we can out the tables
We got some brand new
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 than a wet nap
And no doors
So I listen to her moans
"I he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's just how we livin'
And when we act a fool, it's 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that dokey
Them white boys the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat 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 story
Yeah I'm talking you man, get to know me
Ain't no though, I promise you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice with some nice dreams
And we turn this 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
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

the 707 out
the 707 out