Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Song

All I is bitches ain't shit
All men are
You can only trust
And oooh, weed is fire!
It can't forever
love died in '96
There is left now
Replace with business
well
What I is it seems I,
Think I met
But he ain't my type shit
He 21
His fingers do the
Where he's from, will be his
Every time his homeboy drive me 'round think I die on Slauson
But,
I still wanna him, cook him breakfast in the mornings
We even kissed yet
But just make me want him more
Plus he his mama yep
He a man
And though the ratchets love him,
I still he a gentleman
Oh oh oh
a trip and baby you the plane
And I'm just tryin' get a next to you to stay
Put his in his nose
Why he do that? I know
I a couple friends to that
So I he is in control
Every time he swear he stop
But I that he won't
Wish I could be the only angel he to be strong
This, be dangerous
Man I got a lot at
I ain't even
So I don't have for mistakes
No oh oh oh
Life's a and baby you the plane
I'm just tryin' get a seat next to you to
Yes I am, yes I would.
When? For good? For For ever!
All my friends think that I'm
They me I could do better
all that, boo
It's you that I'm trying to get to heaven
They say that a hindrance
But I think you genuine

say he's no item. Please don't like him.
He don't 'em, he one nights 'em!'
But I give a fuck if my friends don't like him
I give a f

They say he's no item. Please don't him.
He don't 'em, he one nights 'em!'
But I don't give a fuck if my friends like him
I don't give a fuck if my friends like him!