Luyện nghe bài hát Camay

You how we do!

Yo, what's the Goldilocks?
Ain't nothing I'm just hibernating, that watch
me some Scotch and cold Courvoisier
No doubt, have a Boo lets get to pollying
Who you with? Me and Molly and some trick who's
What fabric is It's only wool and Rayon
Lipstick crayon, fly Fahrenheit on
I'm getting tipsy, I hope she cocks like a gypsy
And transporting bricks stealing 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 like that, I don't get down
Cuban links skeezer, why you acting like a rap
I'm like the exchange plus a range
Nigga you small change I only for figaro chains
Analyzing Miss Clairol, down, mascara on
Assistant in Paragon

Socializing, vibing with my on Dot
She this book cover lady that be up the spot
While my was racing, like the hands on the clock
I step I think she see me putting out the pot
Peace Dot, I'm so to see you at the rendezvous
How's life your hands are softer than Camay too
Your hairdo way more class than Berry
Caught of me and you riding on the ferry
Plus your daughter Kiki talk to my man
I order me a Sex on the with the cherry
I order her a on ice, sounds nice
She elegant, pretty eyes, glasses,
in my ear that she's celibate
Whispered back to her ear we don't to go there
As I the hand set her politely in the chair
As we stopped to stare at one
Black to brother
I'm thinking all the time how she could be my

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