Luyện nghe bài hát Newness

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

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

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Dont know what holds (holds)
But I shes holdin on
From point on yeah,
Ever since she 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 her more than my pen (and you know thats a lie)
time I ever got writers block
Ok, maybe not cuz we part the pen just wont stop, Noo

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 the newness, Its just

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We act like were nineteen (Ohh)
And every 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 havin fun
Serious love is so overdone yeah lets it up
If its fresh like the lotion that she rubbed on
I can smell it on my pillow shes gone (yeah)
I be layin there like man on,
When you comin girl?

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

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

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