Luyện nghe bài hát Technology (narration)

If the boogieman let you sleep
Count blessings, now you're counting sheep
You clear your and find a spot for me
I climb in your bed through my

You're laying lonely, I'm on the other side of the
You get to show me of technological advancement
Luckily this ain't a dead zone, textin' on red roam
direct in the headphones, sextin' like I'm in the bedroom
We relying on reception, the to keep it visual
Only good as my connection, the love I get is digital
Face time on the iOS, fitta for insomnia
Kiss pixelated thigh and breast
Got me fiending like a zombie love
Finger rubbin' on the speaker you speakin'
Maybe we can go to sleep that
Hoping we can keep the
And you can frequently release the freak like
It's the life I lead and my availability is different every week like
Situation isn't all the time, I know it take a lot to be my bitch
Eyes on a mission, nights like I'm turning my
Put on my wifi and I'm
Bright it's dipped in
Fly to the cellphone
Bring what's on mind to fruition
definition, pull you into my virtual reality
You be bad to me, charge your battery

If the boogieman let you sleep
Count your blessings, now you're counting
You your head and find a spot for me
I climb in bed through my technology

When you in the mood for
you my computer love
All you do is in
I'm watching what you
like I'm in the room with you

Turn me on I'm feeling
Come I am the weefee
Power going deeply
of you doing get it then repeat me
Cause it doesn't take for me to reboot
we skeet and we hoot
Hard to us when that shroud's bumpin'
Have you like a malfunction, DM's is poppin'
Your be offing your box and you talking to me
Wish I hop on the screen
And be between and be rocking your G
some LTE
Don't you get on me
Cause I need this video to load immediately gotta view it
This is why I got the big
Straight colossal for the split
you're sending me so many
I think I finally save you a dick saying
Hi my name is Hamed if you ride then you gotta hop on
So much skin inside of my phone, I have to label it the hot zone
Love connection, your butt
of my telephone I got a chub erection
I wish I could and get a hug caressing beautiful body
Now you blood your best friend
Tecca Nina I'm the
be having a sexual and frolicky
Obviously she's god sex oughta be
Steve Jobs thank you for your

If the boogieman won't let you
Count blessings, now you're counting sheep
You clear your and find a spot for me
I climb in your bed my technology

you in the mood for love
Give you my computer
All you do is in
I'm watching what you
It's like I'm in the room you