Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

He's in a Camaro, skin so smooth
A buttercup boy from the funny
His all nice and wavy
And mine is nappy so you call me
And he's got skin-tight spandex on
Straight to the bone
He'd cook a big like your mother would
A boy, up to no good
take your girlfriend from ya
And he's makin' my wonder
His body's a trip, got a booty like Josephine
And a of blush maker
And why most fly getitn' 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 when he that girl-like body on the floor,
The go (boinggg!!)

Striaght 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 he's like a smoker from hell
Spandex suit, pink deer-foam
And a backpack full of
And all the start rubbin' him, and lovin' him
All the boys huggin' him
Takin' off his shirt, the boy had no gun
So throw him up, son
His radio was playin'
(You gotta have cake!) what the tape was sayin'
And he was shakin' that thang a Chubby Checker nightmare
All the stared
I know what it is, hell -
He was takin' more than a mall sale!
His spandex stuck right up in the where the sun don't shine
But the girls don't
'Cause cake boy starts to move
To the old disco
And your girlfriend that
You may not like that, but that's a fact,
He to roller-skate, skip rocks on lakes
The bourgeois want straight-up cake boys

Huh.

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

Yeah.
boy.

Don't lose your to one.