Luyện nghe bài hát Capone Bone

(House of hits ya'll. . . for the ladies. . . Bone. . . Marley Marl)
If you want it you can lick from the
If you it . . .

I like your stockings, stretch even your Reeboks
you out, take you on tour, learn all the weed spots
We can sip wine, and grind on the slow-mo
But on the I heard your man was a homo
We can combine just like two five and
Tell me to put it like solo
Meet me at 702 I like your
Now boo face it, you're bangin' to ankle bracelet
I went the grain when I said I'd never taste it
You work all day come home for foreplay
Your dish, harmony grits and fish saute
You love a boo, highly impressed by my tattoo
Slim cut, with a strut keepin' it natural
Your physical is like a Jada Pinkett
I to hear you moan, spank it grab your X and O anklet
off

hook: "If you it you can lick from the front
If you it
If you want it you can from the front"

Sick and tired of wannabe thug he got you heated
Knowin' that you need it but he's afraid to eat it
night you tell him that you out with the girls
But you're honin' in my gettin' bent till you hurl
I got the fireplace, bearskin rug so your feet out
Hit me on a hit bay hundred I got the out
keep it on low now bust the weed out
Slide off the so I can eat out
Jump inside a jet 5 or watch you speed out
Adrenaline got you open a stack of Benjamin's
Then back to the Ben agains to eatin' pasta Dominicans
Eat it up

(hook)

niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
Live niggas in the back say just a
Real niggas in the front, niggas in the middle
Live niggas in the back, shake a little . . .