Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

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

cake boy!
Cake.
Straight-up 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, deer-foam boots
And a full of juice
And all the girlies start rubbin' him, and him
All the cake huggin' him
off his shirt, the cake boy had no gun
So throw him up, son
His walkman was playin'
(You gotta have cake!) That's what the tape was
And he was shakin' that thang a Chubby Checker nightmare
All the homies
I don't know it is, hell -
He was more women than a mall sale!
His spandex stuck right up in the place where the sun don't
But the don't mind
'Cause that cake boy starts to
To the old groove
And your girlfriend that
You may not that, but that's a fact, black
He likes to roller-skate, skip on lakes
The bourgeois girls want straight-up cake

Huh.

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

Yeah.
boy.

Don't your girl to one.