Luyện nghe bài hát Lunch: Sloppy Love Jingle

Bartender, yeah, I your wise ass, give me a minute
I'm trying to get this over here
What do you think I'm just working for you
Actually will you, 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, tell her it's Travie
It's from this guy here

the second she shimmied in
I was by her essence
And my first instincts to make sure my presence was felt
Simple and plain, I'm jumping the train
But all I could see was my name on her belt

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

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

Wait a minute, up
I think she caught me grillin', now I'm 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 Cyrano de
(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 planet rotates
just procrastinate until the day I bump into 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 closer
And then I felt this weird feeling 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 mix tapes for
To me, she equaled MC
And everything was mathematics
I never the time to practice