Luyện nghe bài hát Lyn

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

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

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

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

Drinking after school, kissing ex-friends girlfriends
always where this skirt ends
They wanna make you hot, no
And you wanna take a shot, no

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

You know who talking about, no doubt
The young nasties, no doubt
Lyn