Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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

You're me the blues
(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 what's up
I'm gettin' some, damn! Was I so dumb?
Take her to the crib, thinkin' I'm gonn'
But you got, all excuses
How heard about me and you're not ready sexually
After you done teasin' me, you leave
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 vessels in my testicles on gridlock
Now why you wanna touch under drawers and Treach
If I bust you better duck or get your whole wet
Wanna shoot loose the juices, the of hooches
Blue balls is the sewage, shit excuses
Now from the first face, on the date, what?
Five dates, we do it, still'll be the first fuck
You wanna and touch, run and duck, you're tricky
Take a come for Moby Dick, and slip a mickie
You came and phony, you left me lonely
So when I'm and boney, I go and think about Naomi
my hand as my homey, uhh!

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

You panties all fancy with that sheet shit over it
Nuts tend to after an hour and you notice
'cause Charlie horse in my shorts
Nuts beggin' me to leave you in the worst part of
Then I of a plan and you called me a pervert
Shit, hurtin' and you beefin' I want you to jerk it?
I wish I knew your booty was a coochie brawl
I had a better ball at the booty bar

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

You're givin' me the
I've got the blues
(Said got the blues)
all because of you
You what? You ain't leavin'
And those freaky you do
Get your hat, get coat
purse, and get out!

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

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