Luyện nghe bài hát 85

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Uh-huh, yeah,
A-town right heah
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 cause I'm to you
Ridin on 85, slow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me you

Now the wind as I'm on 85, and chiefin good
With a six-pack a that colt 45 just like I
And if I could, I will, I might, get tonight
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe
So i'ma get a call, from this
Run the like she ain't ready
But indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady
Like betty crocker, the doctor
Just as she with passion
So now she braggin, behind
What questions she now be askin, so time is
Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, livin in the of hoes
So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo'
Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad times
Now shawty, please,

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I'm lookin for anythang, gonna up
Like everythang, in my
Sir lucius, with the left foot, is ready and able
But these hoes will get on nerves
Fuck all kickin 'em to the curb
You that tolerance;
You let the hoe it, get off in yo' parlor an'
Stab out to the cajun house
Or the cat house
Or the college, house
For the gul you just, mad that rat house
And get you some scrub, she ya girl
one off and dip boi
I'm as a curl, smooth as a pearl
Don't, don't be givin no boi
On the date or the worst date
I'm all the way on the first play
Like hail mary's to goals
I think I was put here to drill
For real and while you blowin up my,
Bar I'm off in your
To get my gas money then I'm on the 'spressway
And I'm out verse, geyeah!

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

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