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

I'm so of bein' lonely
Every night my man goes out with his homies
I know 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 on me, yeah
(What's on?)
Any other night, 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 guarantee a page you, ooh
(What's on?)

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

What's goin' on? Yeah I 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'
night while my man goes out with his homies
I know how it feels to be loved, be loved
of bein' lonely
Every night my man goes out with his homies
I know how it feels to be loved, be loved
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 that go
Let me you on your neck and go down to yo ankles
'Cuz ain't no mo' better, feller

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

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

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

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

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