Luyện nghe bài hát Supermodels

Summer sun has to stay,
Bikinis, tans, legs,
They're all retarded, and they all the same,
And barbie's body's down,
On her a big fat frown,
Mr. Cellulite just moved into town.

(Chorus)
Well me and B, we supermodels,
not that we loathe anyone personally,
It's that I'm tired of being compared.

The boys they here,
expectations for the summer,
I refuse to take any part of this ritual,
'cause God has me a mind,
That I will use from to time,
And I got on my head,
Than what's made by Mitchell.

(Repeat chorus)
It's just that I'm tired of compared.

(Bridge)
Was it worth the you cried...
to fit the

Well Think it over or twice,
lasts the longest in this life,
Character, or hard thighs?
in the end do you believe,
That lies in what you see?
if you do, then baby
You've deceived.

(Repeat chorus)