Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch: Sloppy Love Jingle

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

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

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

Hit the button, damn
I don't even know this
And I'm already my sweet-nothings

But that's a trait of a soft-spoken
Heart-broken, fellow like my best believe
(Pussy)
I tend to my heart on my sleeve
But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves up

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

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

In fact, I back in fifth grade
I tried to read the book of love, but
The introduction grab me
So I it on the shelf and kept moving

Assuming that this planet
I'll just procrastinate until the day I bump my soul mate
Who would've thought I would be ass drunk
time came for collision

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

The minute that she stepped in the
The type of girl, I'd have to a couple mix tapes for
To me, she MC Squared
And else was mathematics
I never the time to practice