Luyện nghe bài hát Black Woman

[verse 1: Grant]
Forever a
Pure, and ever so clean
When get hot, you help me watch for what these devils could bring
Responsible nightmares and having dreams
And being grounded can bring you to heavenly things
I from you
I want you to teach me to you
The piece to the puzzle
Single parent
I stupid, thought cupid's arrows too dull to cut through
Sweet you gimme sugar
none above you
That cocoa butter on your skin the G outta me
Wanna be a king
must be your kin
Gotta be color
You see your a gem?
Before i break the family
I go out on a
I love your
The way you stare, I your heart
How you provide for whomever's

I I got you
How could i you for this?
You like the thing to God
we call you a bitch
Black

[verse 2: Grant]
Uh, God for your presence
You gifted, girl you a
Since these women are ours, lets cherish every second
Times get
why your heart darker than Florida Evans
Simply precious, my
My imperfection
Mother nature me life that's how they best describe it
The light of my
But we still blinded
They around, exploit your physicals and televise 'em
We more concerned with diamonds and rhymes about who the
Here's my lecture to the timeless
Why do they her?
From Nina Simone, to Angela
Hung up my from modern-day playa
Know a single woman, who
double, but still
Could do her no favors
Know a single
Who fucking players for paper
Training the mind as celebrator

If no you, is no me
How could I you for this?
You like the closest to God
Still we you a bitch
woman

[verse 3: Nick
Uh, I swear your hair is the thickest cotton pickens
Headed for temptations, but not an option listed
And as i browse your mind I'm that your optimistic
Could probably us together buts thats not realistic
I heard rumors twice over and they horrific
But I better
for your mouth to kiss in
And when I pray I tell my God that his best invention
And when I'm done your mind here's my next intention
A blessing it?
A up nigga
Never poured me a up
She the real me
And I ain't when I showed her
This ain't checkers its
Start our through flesh
Who the fuck are they
You men through your breast
I get he's protection
You point the at fault
Was handed nothing, you
I can't the thought
I manage to be here
The pain would my walk
My feet are tired, you
I admire
Black