Luyện nghe bài hát 85

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Uh-huh, yeah,
A-town connection right
You got youngbloodz, uhh
Featurin fatsack, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Outkast,
Yeah, like dis.. it out

Chorus: 2x (sung)

I you're waitin for daddy, it won't be long shawty
Be patient I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it
I want nothin to keep me from you

Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and good
With a a that colt 45 just like I should
And if I could, I will, I might, get blowed
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe
So i'ma get a call, from broad
Run the like she ain't ready
But still indeed, she on her knees, keepin steady
betty crocker, the face doctor
Just as she swallows passion
So now she braggin, behind
What she now be askin, so time is passin
Now I'm on, I'm gone, livin in the world of hoes
So I suppose, it's down deep in yo' city
Cause in parts, ain't nuthin bad hard times
Now shawty, please,

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I'm lookin for anythang, cut'em up
Like everythang, in my
Sir lucius, with the left foot, is willing and able
But these hoes will get on your
Fuck all kickin 'em to the curb
You lackin that
You let the hoe swallow it, get off in yo' an'
Stab out to the cajun crab
Or the jamaican cat
Or the college, house
For the gul you just, mad that rat house
And get you scrub, she ain't ya girl
one off and dip boi
I'm slick as a curl, as a pearl
Don't, be givin no gifts boi
On the date or the worst date
I'm goin all the way on the play
Like mary's to field goals
I think I was put to drill hoes
For doe; and while you blowin up my,
Bar I'm off in your
To get my gas money then I'm back on the
And I'm out verse, geyeah!

[sean
Man this shit crazy, this girl wants to face me
Met her jes last week, told me her name was stacy
Bad lil' bitch, add her to my collection
in my 'llac, in my pocket got protection
For thangs to go down, see I playin around
Got a half a tank of gas, I'm 85
It's a long ass way, I'm the 20 side of thangs
She said it's dead serious, hot some lighter flames
Oh you how it go, I'm the nigga, she the hoe
She me some mo', I shut my cadillac do'
My hands on the grain, my pedal to the ground
Ain't got my license, back so I need to down
Now I'm scrapin the flo', shawty ain't got on no
Man I'm the law, tryna' get me this broad
I don't what it is, but shawty fine as hell
Slum-type that I like, straight from
yeah!

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