Luyện nghe bài hát Sick of Being Lonely (Remix)

I'm so of bein' lonely
night while my man goes out with his homies
I know how it feels to be loved, be loved
of being lonely
Every night while my man out with 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 night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
(What's on?)
Any other night, I can guarantee a 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 ain't hit me on my pager or cell
And when I her, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail

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

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 night while my man goes out his homies
I wanna how it feels to be loved, be loved
I'm so sick of lon

Ahh, finish yo statement
You alone me, I'll be yo replacement
Put me in the game coach, you can let lame go
Let me lick you on your neck and go down to yo
'Cuz no mo' better, freakier 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 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 jumped the moon, now
I never put nuttin' you
That's like eatin' and pickin' a fork over a spoon

I'm so of bein' lonely
Every night while my man 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

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 while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it to be loved, be loved

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