Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch: Sloppy Love Jingle

Bartender, yeah, I hear your wise ass, give me a
I'm trying to get this over here
What do you think I'm just working for you
will you, will you send a drink
To the lady at the end of the bar? Yeah, one right there

you are, man
Yeah, yeah, it's on me, her it's from Travie
It's from guy over here

the second she shimmied in
I was intrigued by her
And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was
Simple and plain, I'm probably jumping the
But all I could see was my name engraved on her

Hit the button, damn
I even know this girl
And I'm already practicing my

But that's a classic of a soft-spoken
Heart-broken, fellow like my self believe
(Pussy)
I tend to wear my on my sleeve
But that night the Jagermeister had my rolled up

Wait a minute, up
I she caught me grillin', now I'm spillin' my drink
(Don't look, look)

I knew our feelings in sync
So now she me the wink
The only problem is, I'm not ordinary average Romeo
A de Bergerac
(Shut the up)

In fact, I remember back in grade
I to read the book of love, but sadly
The didn't grab me
So I left it on the shelf and moving

Assuming this planet rotates
just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soul mate
Who thought I would be pissy ass drunk
When time for collision

So I the decision to just keep my composure
(Cool, cool)
Until she started getting
And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left
And then I slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in

The minute she stepped in the door
The type of girl, I'd have to make a couple mix for
To me, she equaled MC
And else was mathematics
I took the time to practice