Luyện nghe bài hát Smack My Bitch Up

Change my pitch up, smack my up
I said, my pitch up, smack my bitch up

Thank you and gentlemen
I'd like to introduce a little thing I to call, the band
Let's with the man behind the piano
a maestro, a master, a man of many melodies
Including the who's the hostess of the Daily Grill

If you lose your keys, he can find
He's a Prodigy, as in psychosomatic insane
He's on his stool, Bobby Ricotta
you, Bobby

And now on bass, he's
a stand-up guy, he's in an upright and locked position
He knows the basic language
the low man on the totem pole
He's Deep Brie
Danke,

And now on drums, on skins, on the
The cocktail kit, the you that you hit with the thingies
He's a slick to pick with a stick
He's back with one of them Block Rockin' Beats
His name is Tom

He's cymbalic, talking 'brush with greatness'
He likes to bang the drum slowly if you know what I
And I you do, am I right people?
Mr. Gouda

Change my up, smack my bitch up
Change my up, smack, bitch, up
Whoa,
Whoa,

Change my up, smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up, my bitch up