Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

At the y'all
At the trumpet

I'm five on a good day six
I got plenty of things to fix
A chest and dimples in my face
With i could be pushin seven to eight
in my hand add a point to my score
No car slide me to a four
Six feet with a of blue eyes
me back up to a five

Greather than than equal to
You're making way to mathematical
The value of personality to be dead
All around with numbered halo's on our heads well

Threes want and fours want fives
Eights think have much better lives
And it's a question to ask
I guess all how ya doing the math
And i can sit and i can lie to you
And say somethin' that i don't do
But i'm a number crunchn' fool
calculaters' way overused

Greather than than equal to
You're making this way to
The of personality seems to be dead
All walkin around with halo's on our heads and i'm thinking

one time
I i could have a nine
be hot and she'd be mine just one time
But for nine theres a two starting back at you
wishing you would do you wanted the nine to eh

90% of the mental judicial is based soley on superficial intuition
To me that a bit stange
Only talk to people who we think we be kissn'
That's a lot of to be dismissing
WE leave it to to choose the criteria we can't change

It doesn't make no doesn't make sense doesn't make sense
For the to be where we are concentrating
In my minor sense i condesense in my minor
interactions
Simply
I'm a five on a day six
Got plenty of need to fix
I need a formua or sort of plan to focus on the soda not the can