Luyện nghe bài hát The Mood

Shades my eyes
Make the creepers look at themselves
stuck in emotional bliss
The skinny model girls rub coke on the

Tap my knee, I'm the rhythm
The young and take chances together
all jump 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 the nips on the model frame
I kissed her thigh
Closed my eye, she to make me fit

She to go the mile, all the while
I can see her tear bit, I forgot her
that sounds like Penelope
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 brown
My shagged out 'fro, I'm to her

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