Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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Check it, life sure hurts with dick in the dirt
Witcha thing in a sling from the work of a
Balls turned black to blue from a or two
Well one tease is a few, save your balls the blues

You're givin' me the
(The blues, the blues)
Girl I've got the
(It's all of you)
It's all of you
(I've got 'em, got 'em)
And freaky things you do
(Let me you a story)

As we leave the club, you know up
Thinkin' I'm some, damn! Was I so dumb?
Take her to the crib, I'm gonn' live
But you got, all excuses
How you've about me and you're not ready sexually
After you done teasin' me, you wanna
Say it true, I'm so excited by you
Don't know to do, you've given me the blues
got 'em

One of the best hoes and S O's, at my spot
Got the in my testicles stopped on gridlock
Now why you wanna under drawers and tease Treach
If I you better duck or get your whole weave wet
Wanna shoot the juices, the best of hooches
Blue balls is the sewage, from excuses
Now from the first face, on the date, what?
Five dates, then we do it, be the first fuck
You wanna and touch, run and duck, you're tricky
Take a hickie come for Moby Dick, and a mickie
You foul and phony, you left me lonely
So when I'm stiff and boney, I go and think Naomi
With my as my homey, uhh!

You! You've me the blues
Girl got the blues
(Look you did!)
It's all of you
And those freaky you do
(Ohh yeah)

You wore panties all with that sheet shit over it
Nuts to lock after an hour and you notice
'cause Charlie horse in my shorts
Nuts beggin' me to you in the worst part of Newark
Then I thought of a plan and you called me a
Shit, hurtin' and you beefin' cause I you to jerk it?
I wish I your booty call was a coochie brawl
I woulda had a ball at the booty bar

Balls swole like a bowl with my dick in the
Shoulda wait 'til you got up and went and jumped in your
See you felt below the belt, I kiss it you hug it
Ain't come to suck or fuck it, shit you ain't to touch it
My thing was cool, a nap on my lap
Then you rub it my balls catch a cramp from the back
the tight sack, sport the nightcap, you spoke it right back
Balls black and blue, stingin' like a spiked bat
You ain't right rat! Damn!

givin' me the blues
Girl I've got the
(Said got the blues)
It's all of you
You know You ain't leavin'
And those freaky you do
Get your hat, get your
purse, and get out!

You're givin' me the
Girl got the blues
(Is it the blues)
all because of you
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
And those things you do
(I the blues)

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