Luyện nghe bài hát Lyn

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

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

I just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an
their butter soft skin and their curly hair
They try to look but they are always 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 you take a look down south
You'll see a hell of a on the way to blast your eyes out

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

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

You know who talking about, no doubt
The little young nasties, no
Lyn