Luyện nghe bài hát Newness

On behalf of Blue House Soul, Id like to welcome yall again.
ya boy E-Ro, sit back and enjoy yourself,

Well I guess Im just up in the newness,
Cuz truth be I think she is the one
Even though I know, its the newness
Its just the newness, Its

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Dont know what holds (holds)
But I hope shes on
this point on yeah,
Ever she signed onboard,
We been hard (so hard)
Til like (A.M.)
Now Im at my 9 to 5 (asleep)
But never so alive yeah
I you can blame my brand new friend
(Since she in)
I been holdin her more than my pen (and you thats a lie)
First time I got writers block
Ok, not cuz when we part the pen just wont stop, Noo

Well I guess Im just up in the newness,
Cuz truth be I think she is the one
Even though I know, its the newness
Its the newness, Its just

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We act like were still (Ohh)
And every we kiss,
Its like a movie scene yeah, or that Love Jones flick,
You play Nia (thats you)
I play Lorenz (thats me)
You come with them legs (good Lord)
Im making omlets girl
Ok I digress, Im havin fun
Serious love is so overdone lets pick it up
If its fresh like the lotion that she rubbed on
I can smell it on my pillow when shes (yeah)
I be layin there man come on,
When you comin girl?

Well I Im just caught up in the newness,
Cuz truth be I think she is the one
Even I know, its just the newness
Its just the newness, Its

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Do you remember the time you heard a hip hop song? (yeah)
Or the time you spent all night talkin on the phone? (yeah)
Remember how that felt, when kissed for the first time
When you wrote your rhyme, member how that feels?

Well its called the newness, but you already knew
Dont hear me but I just had dilute this
Man its the lovin, she at the oven,
Makin me some waffles, she to get the title
More likely, shell probably be wifey
If she have it & hell, Im Spike Lee
And Im there nightly Im her marauder
Matter of got a text, just said to call her
If I had the money man I would just her
So I give her and, treat her like the missus man
Take her out on the town do the runnin man
Kid n play, do the wop, til all the stop
Go off to IHOP, in the parking lot
Oh here come the cops us to scram
Damn, I grab her hand, lets go
Here we go, DMC and this fan
And the in the van, we on the road again
And oh man I was bout to finish up the
Chick got me more whipped than in Glory
called me up like Yo, yo girl is on Maury (huh?)
Guess its poor me, guess its me
Guess its poor me, til the comes