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 know how it feels to be loved, be
Sick of being
Every night my man goes out with his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved

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

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

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

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 lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his
I wanna know how it 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 lick you on your neck and go to yo ankles
'Cuz no mo' better, freakier 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 compete with me
I be goin' and goin', growin'

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

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

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