Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Of Being Lonely (dirty South Mix)

I'm so sick of lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his
I wanna know how it to be loved, be loved
Sick of being
Every while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it to be loved, be loved

Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me,
(What's on?)
Any other night, you'd be actin' a bugaboo, ooh
(What's on?)
Any other night, you'd be callin' me, me, ha
(What's on?)
Any other night, I can guarantee a from you, ooh
(What's on?)

Hmmm, but seem different
Man, about this fishy, I'm so confused
'Cuz I ain't even get
My wife ain't hit me on my or cell
And when I call her, I keep gettin' the damn voice

What's goin' on? I know I'm wrong
For and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin'
Hopin' ya alone like Caulkin
But I picked the wrong time, and respect be expected

I'm so sick of bein'
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of bein'
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be
I'm so of bein' lon

Ahh, don't finish yo
You alone call me, I'll be yo
Put me in the game coach, you can let lame go
Let me lick you on your neck and go to yo ankles
'Cuz ain't no mo' better, feller

From the field to creep wit', when ya are dummy
Honey, you lookin' good, and mo' than a plate of neck bones
Tenderized and yummy, the Energizer bunny can't with me
I be goin' and goin', growin'

Put mo' motion in ya ocean from night to
Heavy huffin' and puffin', stankin' and yawnin'
Somethin' so pretty as you at home alone, unbelieveable
Like when the cow jumped the moon, now
I put nuttin' before you
That's like cereal and pickin' a fork over a spoon

I'm so of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be
Sick of bein'
Every night my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it to be loved, be loved

I'm so sick of lonely
Every night while my man out with his homies
I know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of bein'
Every night while my man out with his homies
I wanna know how it to be loved, be loved

This is a Fizle purductshisle my nizzle
Jazzie Faith, Field Mob,
It's a daddy oowwee, oh, boy