Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on another
Since you
No pain
You look my eyes
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
Open the
Oh, your mind wants to
But you go

This is a happy (A happy house)
happy here (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

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

If it to breathe
Open the
Oh, mind wants 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 for that
Whatever,
your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, watch us it
a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a head
Escaping, her van is a
And half-past six
Weed's 'cause time don't exist
And when the stars back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the
And we can out the tables
We got brand new tables
All glass and four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten high
She me sex in a handbag
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 been on for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's just how we fuckin'
And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we it
Yeah I'm on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin'
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me ride this beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is that girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it a fucking pony"
I cut on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm 'bout you man, get to know me
no offense though, I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' 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
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 gone so
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out