Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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

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

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

One of the best hoes and S O's, at my crib
Got the vessels in my stopped on gridlock
Now why you wanna touch drawers and tease Treach
If I you better duck or get your whole weave wet
Wanna shoot loose the juices, the best of
Blue balls is the sewage, from shit
Now from the first face, on the first date,
Five dates, we do it, still'll be the first fuck
You wanna come and touch, run and duck, you're
Take a come for Moby Dick, and slip a mickie
You came foul and phony, you me lonely
So when I'm and boney, I go and think about Naomi
With my as my homey, uhh!

You! You've me the blues
Girl I've got the
(Look you did!)
all because of you
And freaky things you do
(Ohh yeah)

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

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

You're me the blues
Girl got the blues
(Said got the blues)
It's all of you
You know what? You ain't
And those things you do
Get your hat, get coat
purse, and get out!

You're me the blues
Girl got the blues
(Is it the blues)
It's all of you
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
And freaky things you do
(I the blues)

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