Luyện nghe bài hát Sick of Being Lonely (Remix)

I'm so sick of bein'
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of being
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I know how it feels 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, be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
(What's on?)
Any other night, I can a page from you, ooh
(What's on?)

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

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

I'm so sick of bein'
Every night while my man out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be
Sick of lonely
night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved
I'm so sick of 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 ain't no mo' better, feller

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

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

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

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

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