Luyện nghe bài hát Glass Table Girls

Been on another
you came
No pain
You look into my
You recognize my face
in my world now
You can
You can
But you to me
You to me

If it to breathe
Open the
Oh, mind wants to leave
But you go

This is a happy (A happy house)
We're happy (We're happy here)
In a happy
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun (This is fun)
Fun, fun fun fun (This is fun to me)
Fun, fun fun fun

got you lost
Nights ends so much quicker the days did
Same clothes, you ready for your day shift
This place burn you up
But baby it's okay, they my niggas next
They be in the trap, so get louder if you want
don't blame it on me girl
That you didn't call home
Just don't it on me girl
'Cause you wanted to fun

If it hurts to
the window
Oh, your mind wants to
But you go

This is a house
We're here
In a happy
Oh is fun, fun, fun fun
Fun, fun fun fun,
Fun, fun fun fun

the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 707 out
the 7

Two puffs for the lady who be down for
Whatever,
Bring your own stash of the greatest, it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, a dub, taste it
Then, us chase it
With a of pills, no chasers
Jaw on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a band
Escaping, her van is a
And it's six
Weed's nice 'cause time exist
And when the stars back to the crib
Superstar lines at the crib
And we can test out the
We got some new tables
All glass and it's four feet
But it's a must to get us ten high
She me sex in a handbag
I got her than a wet nap
And no closed
So I listen to her moans
"I he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I on them for a minute, we just never act a fool,
That's how we fuckin' livin'
And when we act a fool, probably 'cause we mixed it
I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O the deal, he the one who showed me
Watch me this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me
"Is your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a pony"
I cut down on her man, be her fuckin'
Yeah I'm talking you man, get to know me
Ain't no offense though, I you
If you a man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a dude with some nice dreams
And we turn this to a nightmare, Elm Street

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone, so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone so
out the glass tables
the 707 out

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone so
Bring out the tables
the 707 out

the 707 out
the 707 out