Luyện nghe bài hát Butt Funkin'

Fe fi fo fum
Tell me do you come from?
call me Butthouse man
'Cause my name
I'm a butt connoisseur and I no shame
I rate 'em on and shape and such
But the test is the test of touch
I'm a true blue pro no joe
I keep my eyes open I go
So if you're talkin' 'bout chicks and what they got down
ask 'ole House 'cause I'm in the know

Butt-butt
funkin'
When butts are in my direction
I slip back for a closer inspection
I them all up with no sign of detection
And I swoop on in and I a selection
Some big some small some ain't quite
Some as big as me pound for pound
smooth as silk with no sign of wear
And got pimples and some got hair

Shout it out, sing about I just can't live
Wigglin' jigglin' butts in my room
Long pants and pants
They're best in no pants
I'm in the mood for a string romance
Fe fi fo fum
Tell me where do you from?
There's nothing so and nothing so fair
As a hot sticky thing a tight derriere
Let me tell you 'bout my trip to the south of
The women down there they never pants
By hook by or happenstance
I'll be back just give me half a chance
When I'm lying on the beach I help but stare
At all the merchandise the had laid bare
on my front so no one could see
Those bottom bitches put a boner on me