Luyện nghe bài hát The Mood

Shades my eyes
the creepers look back at themselves
Sittin' stuck in emotional
The skinny model rub coke on the gums

Tap my knee, I'm the rhythm
The young and wild chances together
They all jump up, and groove
But no one talks, lost in the mood

No one talks, in the mood
No one talks, it out, lost in the mood

Hey, a hunger in the night
The moonlight the nips on the model frame
I her inner thigh
Closed my eye, she to make me fit

She like to go the mile, all the
I can see her bit, I forgot her name
Something that like Penelope
a French twang to it

Her tongue was quick, she was I knew it
A foreigner, foreign to racism
She like that young vibe, my brown skin
My out 'fro, I'm king to her

And she will her friend for me
So funny how the starving are
is always honest
Her all over my privates, lost in the mood

No one talks, lost in the
No one talks, sweatin' it out, lost in the

But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin'
No one talks, in the mood
No one talks, sweatin' it out, lost in the