Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

Yeah, one of 'em
Yeah, one of them nice motherfuckers

Nigger, what you lookin' for
Oh hold it,
Motherfucker even have the headphones on
You, you

This is called
song is called bacon skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my wife
Her name is, oh Lord,
She's fat, hit me

Too nasty, I now big dumb you
You bacon
Just fat but you know where at
I wish you was thin, bacon skin

Brotch, you can't fuck with that, out
And the band
And out, said
a minute, I said

Bacon skin, hit me,
Don't touch
Don't you touch snare or
You just tap, God

I wanna to this girl
I baby, wait a minute
When all alone
We try to love

Somebody call you on the
I don't what his name is
But I know, I know is life
But that, that's real, baby, you my
Cloreen bacon skin, wait a

Oh, God, I said
a minute
Oh, the band said
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on, I

more on the one, come on
And the said
That's
That's

You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out
You can't fuck me
I'll you to the ground
Okay Jerome, open the hat, here we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, splash
God

Everybody say, Cloreen bacon
say
You can't with that
Eruption in face

I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, love right down to my feet, good Lord
And I'm sexy, God, with the bacon meat
Pork meat, the high hat up, come on say

I can that shit, that's nasty, to nasty
Y'all let me go, out
Good God, nasty
mutha, eruption in your face
Good God, out said

Cloreen, I got for ya
the matter, don't you like me?
Am I to
Splash, oh shit, oh

I can't stand it, I stand it
Now when I look in the
And I see this face, good God
I just wanna run, I wanna run over to place, yes

I wanna see, good God, someone that's than um, um
I said, I uglier than me
Uglier me
Cloreen bacon

and breezy, look out now
I said fellas, the word?
I said fellas, what's the
out

Bacon skin, on, splash
What you go'n do that?
Everybody, come on, dance
come on, dance

We ain't gonna put no instruments on this
Just me and bacon
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for my drummer, out
Oh shit, my hat done off

Oh, somebody see my bald spot
God, I don't care
I got bacon
Bacon Skin on my plate, God

I want to ya
Cloreen, why you wanna me wait?
I get sexy, I said
Oh Lord, I said, I wanna get
Cloreen, come on, get down, come on,

on, good God
Cloreen's Alfred
Alfred, Alfred, I you to talk to me son, come on
Alfred,

Come on, Alfred, to me now
I I got to hear you say, say Alfred
I can't ya, come on, talk to me now
Alfred, on, talk to me now

Come on, bacon
Alfred, do you hear me to ya?
Alfred, don't, ignore me
Say nigger, say

to me, come on, come on, talk
What cha need, what cha
You wanna, you wanna open your
You wanna open your
open it up, come on, get down, yes, come on

The volcano erupt in your face, God
Oh Lord, old
Alfred, talk to me Alfred, on
Oh Lord, I stand it

Talk to me Alfred, on
you go, come on, Lord

Everybody else come on and dance, God

Come on, everybody
Alfred, come on and

I can't stand it, I stand it, oh dance

Oh
Alfred, up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God
Good God, oh
Old motherfucker say, I say

We take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, out
You fuck with that shit, yes
Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance, shit, oh

out, I'm outta phase, I can't stand it
I said, uh
I wanna see some of the Bacon
Cloreen,

You can't fuck with that, to me Alfred, come on
And the say
Oh shit,
Well, where the hand at?

Good God,
We burn the house down
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, on
Say

We done the house down, we got to go
We burn it down, we got to go
What cha can you say after
Sexy, come on, come on, everybody get

Cloreen, I wanna to ya
Cloreen, oh
Cloreen, you're the woman that I've ever seen
I'm not

Baby, there's one
The Lord loves and the truth
And baby, you one motherfucker
I'm not to ya

You know the Lord the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you take a
Cloreen skin
and breezy

We don't no instruments
2 in here
Get
get sexy

Yes, old
This funk goin' no place
'Cuz it's old, it's old and
Cloreen, skin

Pound on the floor tom one time, on, yes
We go'n wanna go to the one time
We gonna go to the jungle, God
Go to the jungle one time, good God,
And the band say one

God, band said
Blisters, I got blisters, good God
All my brothers and sisters, God
Skin, good God
Everybody on

Everybody, bacon
Alfred, we got to get the hell outta
Oh
go over, yo, let's, let's
Is where you live Alfred?
Is this you live?

Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is

This is nasty,
Mmm, I it, I like it

We, we can't here, we got to go
We got to go
Oh shit, to funky, We got to go
You got any old James Brown records?
God, everybody, Lord

Come on Alfred, pack shit
We got to get the outta here
Open the hat one time, put on your hat, on
Yes, oh
Put on hat, good God

Oh Lord, up on the bell Alfred
on, get your coat, yes
That's a nice coat
How much you pay for

That much, huh? Yeah, I it
You're glad I like it,
Yes, oh shit, I said, oh
Put on your boots Alfred, go, ahh