Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

He's in a yellow Camaro, skin so
A boy from the funny school
His hair's all nice and
And is nappy so you call me crazy
And he's got them skin-tight on
Straight cake to the
He'd cook a big meal like your mother
A cake boy, up to no
He'll take girlfriend from ya
And makin' my homeboys wonder
His body's a trip, got a like Josephine Baker
And a of blush maker
And why most fly girls hooked on this?
'Cause he ain't down for the French
Girl, I'ma you what a cake boy is
(But so sensitive!)
salad is the hairdo
Cappuchino - his brew
And he's to do what most girls tell him to
Brother, I'm of you!
His cash is low
And he ain't to throw
But he shakes that girl-like body on the floor,
The go (boinggg!!)

cake boy!
Cake.
Straight-up boy! Huh, yeah.

I'm out at the gym, a cake boy walks in
And all the step to him
And I'm trippin' I'm hard as nails
And lookin' like a smoker from hell
Spandex suit, pink boots
And a backpack full of
And all the girlies start him, and lovin' him
All the cake huggin' him
off his shirt, the cake boy had no gun
So don't him up, son
His walkman radio was
(You gotta cake!) That's what the tape was sayin'
And he was shakin' that thang like a Chubby Checker
All the homies
I don't know what it is, -
He was takin' more women than a sale!
His spandex right up in the place where the sun don't shine
But the girls mind
'Cause that boy starts to move
To the old groove
And your girlfriend likes
You may not that, but that's a fact, black
He likes to roller-skate, rocks on lakes
The bourgeois girls straight-up cake boys

Huh.

If your likes rhythm and blues, look out
'Cause cake's in the house
But all singers ain't cake,
stay black, while the others went yellow
Jump on stage like they never seen a
falsetto
Sayin' "Oo, I your touch,
You know I can't get enough!" (a-hoo-hoo)
And your girl gets sprung, stickin' out her
And you sittin' like you're dumb the show is done?
Naw, brothers, you gotta roll this:
Find a that wants a man's kiss
'Cause if you you're bound to lose your girl
To that cake boy
'Casue that cake boy'll pull up
And say "Does your man have a like this?"
And you don't, you drink much brew, hah
Got a like Buddah
And your game is strong, and your is raw
Hit the cake boy in the jaw
And that cake boy broke down in
Now your girl is sho' nuff
But don't sweat it, 'cause you ain't
Get a 'round-the-way girl, and keep on
And if you're with one of them stuck-up ducks
Huh, don't your luck
'Cause she'll leave you for she enjoys
It a man, it's a straight-up cake boy!

Yeah.
boy.

Don't your girl to one.