Luyện nghe bài hát Lyn

I lost my heart on a Monday and I'm still off and passed out
Too much alcohol and shot my ass out
One of these made my day for real
And I've got to you a little sum about the way that I feel

I don't know how old she was but it doesn't
I know that they do it better, no older woman can do it the way do
Fuck, more experience, they choose you

I just cannot explain why girlies always hit me like an a-train
With their butter soft and their curly hair
They try to look but they are always up to sin
Lyn

They knock you out at the of the dime
First eye contact, yo that's the moment you wanna die
But when you take a look down
see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out

Drinking brew after school, kissing girlfriends
Hands always where this ends
They wanna you hot, no doubt
And you wanna a shot, no doubt

Wicked that's the way how they wanna play
Naughty thoughts and a surprise their shorts
At any given she wants to do you, screw you
Use and abuse you like always used to
Yo, you can run but you hide
You're a two-second-brother when hips collide

You who we're talking about, no doubt
The little nasties, no doubt
Lyn