Luyện nghe bài hát Body Language

Intro {choclair}
[pour
{hear
[hey, I got my reasons man. conkescador. 'em]
{let me just say
know what I'm saying]
{you're a very girl}
[you it's a lie

{where's attitude, which was ugly as a motherfucker
You really need to tighten shit up}
[that was real, that's
How you make me sugar, God damn!]
{you got to fix
[you know everything is
{'cause there's gonna be one nigga... that might snap on your ass}

It's 10:15 up in the am, scratch the back, the phlegm
I hear the ringing
I wipe the sleep from the ducks
Phone's ringing, sun's blazing the curtains
Ignore the phone calls, bawls
Check the number, it's
The 3 for me to go an call back immediately
I back and I'd myself as the chizz-knocka

Yo, what up I got a little story to tell
this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye cocktail
Nipples like pickles, did her to the dills
Spinning in the background, all I could hear was wedding
'cause the had me locked on pussy detention
Forgot to mention ass was heavy, broke my suspension
And even got to say happened
Her body language spoke a new of rapping
Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick it and started clapping
When we were done, she said you sugar' (sugar)
I analyzed her barbed wire 'round her ankles
Would taken the time to study it before I hit it
Was to get in it,
So I choose to peep the g right after we did it
I'm telling you this because I'm the sweet critic
I reminisce on ass, pussy, and thick lips all over my long prick
You the shit eyes, you the shit's what I said
I see you doing movies, all up in my nigga's head
Peep what I said, you the bomb and my mind is
But listen, the is long but the time is short, it's you I'm dissing
You pissing in the sugar, I'm ice cold
You never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you
I read you body language, now please get out my

But that shit nigga
I bet if you to,
You'd make that pussy drip like your snotbox up in the
Or your picture
I knew this trick that was to yours
With the tits that stood up, like the lights upon an '89 accord
As sharp as a sword, with these like ? ? ? ? ?
I was like farmer brown, I was picking to get in it
Her body looked stolen from a stacey dash
If you the hold on that ass, shit! (shit)
The cactus had my brain blitzed like I'm smoking l's up in the
My pipe is getting with the liquid joe(? )
Yo, I to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on the floor
The fold, had me rocked if I stood up
Her shoulders tapped, yo I'm fiending for the cat
I wonder if feel me
I'm breaking through my jeans, lips mad big
she could suck the green off army fatigues
Body smooth like a gs3, ooh on the body I would do
She can the chizz right out the knock-aaah
You guess you get rock tricks than the sea
For the chizz-y (chizz-y), (real-ly)
You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice
You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as
As the average chasing, look who you facing
I read you language, now please get out my basement