Luyện nghe bài hát Camay

You how we do!

Yo, what's the Goldilocks?
nothing I'm just hibernating, love that watch
Pour me some Scotch and Courvoisier
No doubt, have a chair Boo lets get to
Who you with? Me and and some trick who's Yugoslavian
What is that? It's only wool and Rayon
Lipstick crayon, fly Fahrenheit on
I'm getting tipsy, I hope she read cocks a gypsy
And transporting bricks many fifties
Fuck negotiating, is you me is you waiting
as carrot cake, faking plus you don't eat turkey bacon
I don't get down that, I don't get down neither
links skeezer, why you acting like a rap teaser
I'm like the jewelry plus a range
Nigga you small I only fuck for figaro chains
Analyzing Miss Clairol, Fendi down, on
manager in Paragon

Socializing, vibing my eyes on Dot
She this book cover lady that be blowing up the
While my heart was racing, the hands on the clock
I step live I she see me putting out the pot
Peace Dot, I'm so to see you at the rendezvous
How's life today your hands are softer than too
Your hairdo way more class than Halle
Caught of me and you riding on the ferry
Plus your daughter talk to my man Merry
I order me a Sex on the Beach with the
I order her a on ice, sounds nice
She elegant, eyes, glasses, intelligent
Whispered in my ear she's celibate
Whispered back to her ear we have to go there
As I grab the hand set her politely in the
As we stopped to stare at one
Black sister to
I'm thinking all the time how she be my lover

What's happening brown sugar? Say you look so today
Ankle wrapped around your leg
have a seat, complimentary drinks is on me
Bartender, Chevalier at table three
rings, eyes sparkling
What's name sugar? Juanita Cash Hawkins
complexion gives a reflection of
Sometime a black woman just need to be
and shy, baby girl my gift got you high
Made you wanna hit me with the keys to five?
Just joking baby, I a sharp sense of humour
Wish I would've bumped into frame a lot sooner
What's your degree, thirty one, thirty three
Half Hawaiian with a touch of Chinese
you working at a law firm, on Fifth Avenue
Three blocks from the spot is where I trapped you
Yo, I'm all into older woman, who's living
Love kids and, keep all our business in the and
And not afraid to die with me the God on side
We holding hands til death do us and then we slide
in the left side of your nose love my combo
Should have left my Wis' a thousand times maybe though
Yo you sexy motherfucker, what's the recipe?
You a nigga wanna god damn!
Can you cook At the stove you're evolving
macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starving
Here take my let me pull the chair from under
I had fun your backyard speak with thunder