Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

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

Striaght boy!
Cake.
cake boy! Huh, yeah.

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

Huh.

If your girl likes rhythm and blues, out
'Cause that in the house
But all singers cake, though
Some stay black, the others went yellow
on stage like they never seen a ghetto
Singin'
Sayin' "Oo, I want touch,
You know I just get enough!" (a-hoo-hoo)
And your girl sprung, stickin' out her tongue
And you sittin' you're dumb 'till the show is done?
Naw, brothers, you gotta like this:
Find a woman wants a man's kiss
'Cause if you don't you're bound to lose your
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 like Buddah
And your is strong, and your background is raw
Hit the cake boy in the jaw
And that boy broke down in ters
Now girl is sho' nuff here
But don't sweat it, you ain't failin'
Get a girl, and keep on bailin'
And if you're stuck one of them stuck-up ducks
Huh, don't your luck
she'll leave you for what she enjoys
It ain't a man, it's a straight-up boy!

Yeah.
boy.

Don't your girl to one.