Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Stance

Who's that gigolo on the
With his in his pockets and his crocadile feet
Hanging off the curb, looking all
At the boys home. They all came running
They were making noise, toys
That's the girls on the block with the curls
padded bras sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get
Gigolo, Huh,
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh,

Who's looking good
Who's good in every way?
No style
You better watch mess with me

No can win my love
It's sweetness I'm thinking of.
We always hang in a Buffalo
We do the dive every we dance
I'll give you love not romance
I'll make a nothing left to chance
So don't you get fresh me
Get funky. Timmy.
Tell it like it is. Check out DJ.
So you say you wanted money but you know it's funny
When your worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a
a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to
When you lost your babe, you lost the
Now looking at me to take her place.

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