Luyện nghe bài hát She Won't Let Me Fucc

Hey, sugar, how you
Your pretty face don't match that nasty
What do you mean, 'Where's my
with your man, can we fuck?

She let me fucc
I really to bust a nut
She won't let me
I really to bust a nut

Hey, this out
so frustrating being a man
All these women don't understand
Things we to do, every other day or two
Like take you home, and make sweet love to you
But you, you won't let me

She won't let me
(You say the mood right)
I really need to a nut
(I know pussy's tight)
She won't let me
(Give it to me, baby)
I really need to a nut

Her heart is still
(Poor baby)
Her emotions are
(I know you mean, girl)
She is trying to recover the man before
(Hey, my homeboy, cuz)

Her
(Who, Jermaine?)
He can't see
(Shake ass)
That it was for him
(Uh, say what?)
But he made is for me
(Why, man?)
she, she won't let me fucc

She let me fucc
(Aw, it to me, baby)
I really need to a nut
(You know just I need)
She won't let me
(Girl, you eatin' all my food, you all my beer)
I really to bust a nut
(You all my weed)

You rub ass against me on the disco floor
(Shake ass)
I you for your number and you said, Hell, no
(That's alright, hey, fuck that bitch look at one over there, cuz)
You hang around me everyday
Different wanna kick it but you scare them away

Now I get when you come around
'Cause I'm tired of my
(Your organs?)
up and down
That sucks 'cause she let me fucc

She let me fucc
(Aw, give it to me baby, it to me, honey)
I really need to a nut
(Don't play with my again)
She won't let me
(Let me hit it, baby, let me hit it, baby)
I need to bust a nut
(Are you a lesbian?)

Oh, let me it, baby, let me stick it honey, buccoooc
I'll you my money
Girl, you can have it all, go and have a ball
If you want, you can take them both,

In the year 2000, I see
Of young women I find arousin'
Grocery store shopping, magazine
Many different ways keep their hair styles

And of boredom, I walk toward 'em
Get 'em close to me 'cause I'm to be
Male aggressor, female
Say the right things, possibly her

But that's the post game, is still the pre-game
woman, She-game, baby, what's your name?
Even though I'm a freak, I it off like a college geek
a smile and politely speak

With intellect to the woman I
Hoping that she won't
My egotistical
Lust, I 'til I scream like Mystical

The wrong message, I I'm not sending
and pretending my dick's not extending
Can't be overzealous, she discover
She's away
(Bitch)
my cover

She won't let me
(You know I you)
I really to bust a nut
(Please don't the subject)
She won't let me
(We fucked all night long)
I really need to a nut
(But, but, but, but your telephone is wrong)

She won't let me
(Girl, you got a lot to give)
I really need to a nut
(You dress, you dress, so provocative)
She let me fucc
(I can see lingerie from real far away)
I really need to a nut
(Bitch, you think I'm gay)

Don't me beg, baby, let me rub your leg
Don't me cry, look into my eye
Girl, you damn pretty, actin' so [unverified]
Put some oil on titt
Hey, man, I'm up outta here, she don't fuck