Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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

givin' me the blues
(The blues, the blues)
Girl got the blues
(It's all of you)
all because 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
Thinkin' I'm some, damn! Was I so dumb?
her to the crib, thinkin' I'm gonn' live
But you got, all excuses
How you've heard about me and you're not sexually
After you done 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 in my testicles stopped on gridlock
Now why you wanna touch under drawers and tease
If I bust you duck or get your whole weave wet
shoot loose the juices, the best of hooches
Blue is the sewage, from shit excuses
Now from the first face, on the date, what?
Five dates, we do it, still'll be the first fuck
You wanna come and touch, run and duck, tricky
Take a hickie come for Moby Dick, and a mickie
You came and phony, you left me lonely
So when I'm stiff and boney, I go and about Naomi
my hand as my homey, uhh!

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

You wore panties all with that sheet shit over it
Nuts tend to after an hour and you notice
Female Charlie horse in my shorts
beggin' me to leave you in the worst part of Newark
Then I of a plan and you called me a pervert
Shit, hurtin' and you beefin' cause I want you to it?
I wish I knew booty call was a coochie brawl
I woulda had a 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 felt 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
Then you rub it 'til my catch a cramp from the back
Smoke the tight sack, sport the nightcap, you it right back
Balls black and blue, nuts stingin' a spiked bat
You right rat! Damn! Damn

You're givin' me the
Girl I've got the
(Said got the blues)
all because of you
You what? You ain't leavin'
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)
all because of you
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
And those things you do
(I the blues)

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