Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
No pain
You look into my
You recognize my face
in my world now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

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

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

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

This is a house
We're happy
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 puffs for the lady who be down for
Whatever,
Bring your own of the greatest, trade it
a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then, us chase it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on super-sized papers
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
Weed's 'cause time don't exist
And when the shine back to the crib
Superstar back at the crib
And we can test out the
We got some brand new
All glass and it's feet wide
But it's a to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a
I got her than a wet nap
And no closed
So I to her moans 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 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that dokey
Them white boys the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal, he the one who me
Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' me
"Is your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a pony"
I cut on her man, be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man, get to me
no offense though, I promise you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some 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
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

the 707 out
the 707 out