Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

He's in a yellow Camaro, so smooth
A buttercup boy from the school
His hair's all nice and
And is nappy so you call me crazy
And he's got them spandex on
Straight to the bone
He'd cook a big meal like mother would
A cake boy, up to no
He'll take girlfriend from ya
And he's my homeboys wonder
His body's a trip, got a booty like Josephine
And a touch of maker
And why most fly girls getitn' on this?
'Cause he ain't for the French kiss
Girl, I'ma tell you what a boy is
(But so sensitive!)
Tossed is the hairdo
latte - his brew
And he's down to do what girls tell him to
Brother, I'm of you!
His cash is low
And he ain't down to
But he shakes that girl-like body 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 step to him
And I'm trippin' 'cause I'm hard as
And he's lookin' a smoker from hell
Spandex suit, pink boots
And a backpack of juice
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 was playin'
(You have cake!) That's what the tape was sayin'
And he was shakin' that like a Chubby Checker nightmare
All the stared
I don't know it is, hell -
He was takin' women than a mall sale!
His stuck 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 likes that
You may not like that, but that's a fact,
He to roller-skate, skip rocks on lakes
The girls want straight-up cake boys

Huh.

If your girl likes and blues, look out
that cake's in the house
But all singers ain't cake,
Some black, while the others went yellow
Jump on stage they never seen a ghetto
Singin'
"Oo, I want your touch,
You I just can't get enough!" (a-hoo-hoo)
And your girl sprung, stickin' out her tongue
And you sittin' like you're dumb the show is done?
Naw, brothers, you gotta roll like
a woman that 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 man have a body like this?"
And you don't, you drink 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 cake boy broke in ters
Now your girl is sho' here
But sweat it, 'cause you ain't failin'
Get a 'round-the-way girl, and keep on
And if you're with one of them stuck-up ducks
Huh, don't press luck
'Cause leave you for what she enjoys
It ain't a man, a straight-up cake boy!

Yeah.
boy.

Don't your girl to one.