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

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

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

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

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

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

Ahh, don't yo statement
You call me, I'll be yo replacement
Put me in the coach, you can let that lame go
Let me lick you on your neck and go down to yo
'Cuz ain't no mo' better, freakier

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

Put mo' motion in ya ocean from night to
Heavy huffin' and puffin', breath and yawnin'
Somethin' so as you at home alone, that's unbelieveable
Like when the cow over the moon, now
I never put before you
That's like eatin' cereal and a fork over a spoon

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

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

This is a Jazzi Fizle my nizzle
Jazzie Faith, Mob, Torika
a beautiful daddy oowwee, oh, boy