Luyện nghe bài hát Newness

On behalf of Blue House Soul, Id like to welcome yall again.
This ya boy E-Ro, sit and enjoy yourself,

Well I Im just caught up in the newness,
Cuz be told I think she is the one
Even I know, its just the newness
Its the newness, Its just

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Dont know what holds (holds)
But I hope holdin on
From point on yeah,
Ever she signed onboard,
We been hard (so hard)
Til like (A.M.)
Now Im at my 9 to 5 (asleep)
But never feelin so yeah
I guess you can blame my brand new
(Since she in)
I been holdin her more than my pen (and you know a lie)
First I ever got writers block
Ok, maybe not cuz we part the pen just wont stop, Noo

Well I guess Im just up in the newness,
Cuz be told I think she is the one
Even I know, its just the newness
Its the newness, Its just

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We act like were nineteen (Ohh)
And time we kiss,
Its like a scene yeah, or from that Love Jones flick,
You Nia Long (thats you)
I play Lorenz (thats me)
You come downstairs with legs (good Lord)
Im making omlets girl
Ok I digress, Im just fun
Serious love is so overdone yeah pick it up
If its like the lotion that she just rubbed on
I can smell it on my pillow when shes (yeah)
I be layin like man come on,
you comin back girl?

Well I guess Im caught up in the newness,
Cuz truth be I think she is the one
Even though I know, its just the
Its just the newness, Its

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Do you remember the first time you heard a hip hop (yeah)
Or the first time you spent all night talkin on the (yeah)
Remember how felt, when yall kissed for the first time
When you wrote your rhyme, member how that feels?

Well its the newness, but you already knew this
Dont hear me but I just had dilute this
Man its the lovin, she at the oven,
Makin me some waffles, she to get the title
More likely, shell probably be wifey
If she have it & hell, Im Spike Lee
And Im there Im her midnight marauder
Matter of fact got a text, just said to her
If I had the money man I would just her
So I give her and, treat her like the missus man
Take her out on the town do the runnin man
Kid n play, do the wop, til all the music
Go off to IHOP, talk in the lot
Oh here come the tellin us to scram
Damn, I grab her hand, lets go
Here we go, DMC and this fan
And the bands in the van, we on the again
And oh man I was bout to finish up the
got me more whipped than Denzel in Glory
Brett called me up Yo, yo girl is on Maury (huh?)
its poor me, guess its poor me
Guess its poor me, til the comes