Luyện nghe bài hát Newness

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

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

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Dont know what holds (holds)
But I shes holdin on
this point on yeah,
Ever since she onboard,
We been goin (so hard)
Til 8:45 (A.M.)
Now Im at my 9 to 5 (asleep)
But never feelin so alive
I guess you can my brand new friend
(Since she in)
I been her more than my pen (and you know thats a lie)
First time I ever got block
Ok, maybe not cuz when we the pen just wont stop, Noo

Well I guess Im just 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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We act like still nineteen (Ohh)
And time we kiss,
Its like a movie scene yeah, or that Love Jones flick,
You Nia Long (thats you)
I play Lorenz (thats me)
You downstairs with them legs (good Lord)
Im making omlets girl
Ok I digress, Im just fun
Serious love is so overdone yeah lets it up
If its fresh like the that she just rubbed on
I can smell it on my pillow when gone (yeah)
I be layin there man come on,
When you back 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 felt, when yall kissed for the first time
When you wrote your first rhyme, 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 waffles, she tryin to get the title
More than likely, probably be wifey
If she gotta it & hell, Im Spike Lee
And Im there nightly Im her marauder
Matter of fact got a text, just to call her
If I had the money man I would spoil 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 stop
Go off to IHOP, in the parking lot
Oh here come the cops us to scram
Damn, I just grab her hand, go
we go, DMC and this 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 called me up like Yo, yo girl is on (huh?)
Guess its poor me, its poor me
its poor me, til the newness comes