Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Stance

Who's gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile
Hanging off the curb, all disturbed
At the boys home. They all came running
were making noise, manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block with the curls
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through
Dropping down drawers, where did you get yours?
Gigolo, Huh,
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh,

Who's good today?
Who's good in every way?
No style
You better don't mess with me

No can win my love
sweetness that I'm thinking of.
We always in a Buffalo Stance
We do the every time we dance
give you love baby not romance
I'll a move nothing left to chance
So you get fresh with me
Get funky. Timmy.
Tell it it is. Check out this DJ.
So you say you wanted money but you know it's funny
When your shoes worn and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth
Put a on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went
It was coming your way but you had to
When you lost your babe, you the race
Now looking at me to take her place.

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get sax.
good, hanging with the wild bunch.
Looking in a Buffalo Stance.
Looking good it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of
State of mind don't look you
State of mind or be dead
State of mind may I you
Bomb the Bass...rock place!
What is he like? What's he anway?
Yo' man what do you expect the a gigolo man
You I mean?
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Wind on my face, sound in my
Water my eyes, and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep...deeper your soul.
to fade...