Luyện nghe bài hát Luffly

No use crying over milk
I bring her flowers and we them wilt
built theres nothing store bought
I to thank her folks for what shes got
Sex from her every pore
So many butterflies my are sore
And even she opens up her mouth
I what shes thinking about

She fits a glove
as pure as a dove
She's sent above
She's all I of

lovely
She's all I of
lovely

She's
She against the grain
Extravaganza tastes like sugar
We got big whatever she chooses
Fky her to maybe some cruses
explain it's plain and simple
She's the cherry in a Shirley Temple
She's the at the bottom of the glass
Her are the way she shakes that ass

She fits like a
as pure as a dove
She's sent above
She's all I of

She's
all I think of
She's

She makes the sun come up and the moon go
She the one that makes my go round
Body an hourglass
She'll make time stop just to the night last
She's the one that knows my secret
make the coldest nights feel so hot
She ain't material things
But she's the one that shows me what means

She's
She's all I of
lovely