Luyện nghe bài hát Besos [Explicit]

One up
Never if the sun up
It's all love until the see you come up
It's like a jungle never know gonna run up
We just wanna live forever with the up
Barcelona, no got the bump up
Smart in case the cops pull the gun up
Artichoke, heart's soft, my thug
Garçon, a cup of that young drunk
I ya boy baby, you got me fucked up
Wait, let me it plainly
Shut the up
Trust occupy space with dumb luck
Hush, fuzz got the bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the wheels on a truck
Birds snuck the security with nun chucks
Adrenaline rush, the whole jump up
I nut on her sponge butt

It goes people
I the way you love the people people
People
I love the way you the people people
People
I love the way you love the people

From everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too clean for
Got a, routine cause I for structure
But cha, at the ring and the moon
Screaming, fuck the
Cause that girl love you
There's a few dreams to
But if they don't let you your shoe strings
They don't want you to
And if you're blessed you can haunt other
In a city of where the vultures flutter
Now, mood a convenient excuse
Seems there's gotta be something in the
Smother the fire before it gets
One foot in the grave the foot in the gutter
Uh, any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down
It becomes to my hunger
I it back to my underground bunker
Stay everybody, have an awesome summer

People
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people

People from gather around
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping that you never treat me I'm homeless
Unless it mean you about to see me some donuts
Or
Dominate the nomination where your is
What you thinkin, it's the reason in show biz
Work like a clown with the guns loaded
Only thing being worse than lonely is coke
Word got around, and now we call you blow
You was in your own bowl of porridge
When I rode across the ocean on the back of a
see try to act like I'm gorgeous
Greasy mother fucker make it party with the
a picture of my penis to the POTUS
Roll my weed in the papers of some old eviction
Is the police came a swarm of locusts
Hanky panky yanky doodle of