Luyện nghe bài hát Child's Play

Pretty little Sally sat up by the trunk
miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, like Lauryn
Waist a Coke bottles scoring
Pretty thing loved the swings
And she got my ding-a-ling hard
she said push hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she swung back, help her dress blue back

Now I'm accountable right for my actions
Right before the Wallabee was rockin' wallows
Drawin' cards, sent her rap message through a
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from
Birthday, gave her two 50 cent
Puppy love, face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the spoked yo it bounced off
like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go be Mrs. Coke

Girl's so pretty, with little niddys
the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, through education
Healthy minds grow, grow
me on a bus-stop, dustin', cursin' out
The are still coming, vibe with me
Everybody's talking about frontin'
But you telling lies to me

Beautiful in light shows, having no intentions on
But having strung eyes of oppose, we go
not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, dus', waiting for the bus
The fagot Nore son, now year
Lady 7th floor, 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, else can change me

Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no on
Tahitian berry tree, she's a Capricorn
I liked the girl, had dreams about her
Thinking to myself nights she got
But hating, was Shinene and and Key-lolo
Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few ago
Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the hit
Eh yo, bitches started swinging and shit

So I in
Those were the days, made in school plays
Paper trays, city wide test, half a days
Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick a inch
Stapleton bum nigga, I pop a for her
air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets
Jellies, bubble yum, tongue, too young to cum
Then him with them candy rings
Eh yo, I hit that shit, got when she kissed Rob
I broked her sticks

Guys and girls, y'all remember those and shit
walk around in school, one ponytail with the beret
Next looking baby powder
You know what I Those were the days right there
Boston baked beans, girls come to with mad candy
You what I mean? You'd just come in school for half days
And all
to see that little girl right there? In mind to this
Go home and about it, you know what I mean?
May hump the bed on her, You know what I mean?

Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the
You know what I mean? get a little, go to the G.O
Store or something, you know what I
Word, buy a little chocolate, a little or something
You what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something
You what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man
I go back to school, man
my word, man
For real y'all, those were, were the goddamn y'all you remember