Luyện nghe bài hát The Mood

Shades over my
Make the creepers back at themselves
Sittin' stuck in bliss
The skinny model rub coke on the gums

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

No one talks, lost in the
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 thigh
Closed my eye, she to make me fit

She like to go the mile, all the
I can see her tear bit, I forgot her
that sounds like Penelope
Maybe a twang to it

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

And she please her friend for me
So how the starving are guardless
is always 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, lost in the motherfuckin'
No one talks, in the mood
No one talks, sweatin' it out, in the mood