Luyện nghe bài hát I Want You #35

Daddy you like a toy
Mama you to be coy
Make bed down in the dirt
Bow your head, lift your

From lips to my ears
All down your tender ears
A little rich girl, junk food heiress
Born in forth world, raised in
Well, listen honey, the money, I want you

Something you, laid you low
your senses, made you slow
Wrote your down in the book
State the on how do you look

I can't you if you think that
Tie you to the kitchen
your pockets, drink your blood
Drag you the muck and mud
be said, you made your bed but I want you

It's the way hair falls in your face
And the way you move place to place
It's the way you wear curse
As if there could be something than

Trapped inside a glass dying
for the bricks to fly
Oh my, my, my

So he left you no God
Trapped that cracked facade
Had for a woman have a
Not too down, not too

I will have something clicks
Eat you a ton of bricks
And been to break you
Why, oh why would God forsake
Vis-a-vis, him or me, I you

[Incomprehensible] baby, I don't care, I you