Luyện nghe bài hát Sick of Being Lonely (Remix)

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
of being lonely
Every night while my man goes out his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved

Any night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah
(What's on?)
Any other night, you'd be actin' a bugaboo, ooh
(What's on?)
Any other night, you'd be 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 even get shhh
My wife hit me on my pager or cell
And I call her, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail

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

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

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

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

Put mo' in ya ocean from night to mornin'
Heavy huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and
so pretty as you at home alone, that's unbelieveable
Like when the cow over the moon, now
I never put nuttin' 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 know how it to be loved, be loved
of bein' lonely
Every night while my man out with his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved

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

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