Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Lyles Cool July

Keep your body in my direction
Let's our party everybody by just clapping our hands

Colossal, large, big as it gets,
I'd kill you all if I so passive
Instead I off to a booth and hold it solo
To these people, you fuckin' filth
Walkin' on my or maybe my sixth

Where every represents the meaning of existence
no choice but to notice the one that consistently keeps me enlisted
Keeps me aware, she has no where my head sits

And if she did, how do you think react?
Maybe double up and laugh, maybe some relief
wagers on the theories, keep your eye on my trap
Emotions speak through me in the of gratuity
Is this enough? Is there an underlying

Of course every act a response
It's my place to the one she takes, try to guess it
If I could only what I really feel
Maybe just, would thrust her my zone
go, like thump time to pay the bill
Again the waitress and I both drive alone, where you goin'?