Luyện nghe bài hát The Mood

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

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

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

Hey, there's a in the night
The moonlight kissing the nips on the frame
I her inner thigh
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 sounds like Penelope
a French twang to it

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

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

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

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