Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch: Sloppy Love Jingle

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

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

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

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

But that's a classic trait of a
Heart-broken, like my self best believe
(Pussy)
I to wear my heart on my sleeve
But that the Jagermeister had my sleeves 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 were in
So now she gave me the
The only problem is, I'm not ordinary average Romeo
A de Bergerac
(Shut the up)

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

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

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

The minute that she 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 never the time to practice