Luyện nghe bài hát White Lady White Powder

Dust on a thin cloud
a fog drifting to a worn out crowd
I've had my face in the mirror for hours
Starin' at a line of white

High-priced madness the tab
I've scraped too much of nothing your plastic bag
I'm a catatonic son of a bitch had
A touch too much of powder

And she's a habit I can't
For a I can't say
I'm in love with a wild lady
as sweet as the stories say

White
(White powder)
White
(White lady)
You're one and the
Come on down to my house, won't
And hit boy again

Shock to a tired brain
Sends that hungry to my door again
She's my shelter from the storm when I feel the
Entertaining white

I feel I'm dry-docked and
Heaven sends a for the kids to ride
I might just escape the others might die
on a high of white powder

And she's a habit I handle
For a I can't say
I'm in love with a wild white
She's as sweet as the say

powder
(White powder)
White
(White lady)
one and the same
Come on down to my house, won't
And hit boy again

I feel I'm and tongue-tied
Heaven a stretcher for the kids to ride
I might just while the others might die
on a high of white powder

And she's a habit I handle
For a reason I say
I'm in love with a wild lady
She's as sweet as the say

White
(White powder)
White
(White lady)
You're one and the
on down to my house, won't you?
And hit this boy

White
lady
(White lady)
Hit this boy

powder
White
(White lady)
Hit this boy

powder
White
(White lady)
Hit boy again
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