Luyện nghe bài hát Body Language

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

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

It's up in the am, scratch the back, cough the phlegm
I the phone ringing
I wipe the sleep the tear ducks
Phone's ringing, sun's through the curtains
the phone calls, pager bawls
Check the number, it's
The 3 means for me to go an back immediately
I back and I'd myself as the chizz-knocka

Yo, what up potna? I got a story to tell
About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye
like pickles, did her well to the dills
Spinning in the background, all I could was wedding bells
the cock had me locked on pussy detention
Forgot to mention ass cheeks was heavy, broke my
And even got to say what
Her language spoke a new form of rapping
Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and clapping
When we were done, she said you sugar' (sugar)
I analyzed her barbed wire 'round her ankles
Would have taken the 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 pussy critic
I reminisce on ass, pussy, tits and thick lips all over my prick
You the shit brown eyes, you the shit's what I
I see you doing movies, getting all up in my head
Peep I said, you the bomb and my mind is caught
But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it's you I'm
You in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold
You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you
I read you body language, now please get out my

But some shit nigga
I bet if you to,
You'd make pussy drip like your snotbox up in the winter
Or your picture
I knew this trick that was similar to
With the that stood up, just like the lights upon an '89 accord
As as a sword, with these nipples like ? ? ? ? ?
I was like brown, 'cause I was picking to get in it
Her body looked from a stacey dash mold
If you seen the on that ass, shit! (shit)
The cactus had my brain like I'm smoking l's up in the stairs
My pipe is getting full the liquid joe(? )
Yo, I wanted to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on the
The center fold, had me if I stood up
Her being tapped, yo I'm fiending for the cat
I wonder if feel me
I'm breaking my jeans, lips looking mad big
Like she could suck the green off fatigues
Body smooth like a gs3, ooh on the body I would do
She can take the chizz right out the
You you get rock more tricks than the sea
For the (chizz-y), real-ly (real-ly)
You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice
You ain't gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold
As the average chasing, look who you facing
I read you language, now please get out my basement