Luyện nghe bài hát The Mood

Shades my eyes
Make the creepers back at themselves
Sittin' in emotional bliss
The skinny model girls rub on the gums

Tap my knee, I'm keepin' the
The young and wild take chances
They all up, twist 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, there's a hunger in the
The moonlight kissing the on the model frame
I kissed her inner
my eye, she began to make me fit

She like to go the mile, all the
I can see her tear bit, I her name
Something that sounds like
Maybe a French to it

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

And she will please her for me
So funny how the are guardless
Naked is honest
Her hands all over my privates, lost in the

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

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