Luyện nghe bài hát Lyn

I lost my heart on a Monday and I'm ripped off and passed out
Too much alcohol and weed my ass out
One of girlies made my day for real
And I've got to tell you a little sum the way that I feel

I know how old she was but it doesn't matter
I that they do it better, no older woman can do it the way they do
Fuck, more experience, when they you

I just cannot explain why girlies always hit me like an a-train
With their butter soft skin and curly hair
They try to look innocent but they are up to sin
Lyn

They you out at the drop of the dime
First eye contact, yo that's the moment when you die
But when you a look down south
You'll see a hell of a body on the way to blast eyes out

brew after school, kissing ex-friends girlfriends
Hands always where skirt ends
They make you hot, no doubt
And you wanna take a shot, no

Wicked games that's the way how wanna play
thoughts and a surprise under their shorts
At any time she wants to do you, screw you
Use and abuse you like always used to
Yo, you can run but you cannot
You're a two-second-brother when your hips

You who we're talking about, no doubt
The little young nasties, no
Lyn