Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Yvette

Yo, Yvette, there's a lot of rumors around
They're so bad, baby, you might to skip town
See something's smelling and they say it's you
All I know is that you made it with the whole crew

They say you're a man-eater during the moon
of the senior boys' locker room
They Yvette walked in, there wasn't too much rap
Her got bigger and so did her gap
'Cuz girl, your momma shoulda you better
I'ma sit down and write you a letter

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

I'm you ain't my sister, then again if you was
I'd to treat you like you was my distant 'cuz
I'm not a news reporter, I don't mean to
What should I think? I seen ya out the men's bathroom
You wasn't in there alone, wasn't using the
The door was for twenty minutes, all I heard was "Moan"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

I don't really know if the is so
I can ask Curly or Larry or Moe
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, or Joe
Santa Claus said, you're a ho-ho-ho

In disco, you say hello
you're a little angel but we all know
Since you was eleven you been acting way
You always got in bed when you to play
a freak, you think you're Lady Godiva
Some freaks are but Yvette you're liver

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

You're a back-seat queen, a pro
A high-powered body makes Levis grow
See the I've heard, they could amaze
I she did it on a motorcycle back in the days

So down freak, get a G.E.D.
That's a General Education on
One day you'll see and agree me
Unless you're be a freak until you're 93

For you there's no fee, is free
This is me to you, not you to me
Every night is night, your leather pants are tight
You try to shake your with all your might

I really wanna diss nobody
You think I had a little too much Bacardi
But not the problem, the problem's Yvette
How bad can a girl's reputation
See, the kinda girl all the homeboys met
If you're desperate, ask Yvette she'll say "Bet"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

are hard on the boulevard
The reverend at the church you was barred
Homeboys on the block you a lot
You're a real freak whether you like it or not

So before you start walking and your beak squawking
Let me to you who is talking
I'm LL Cool J, around the way
You boogie down to my almost every day

Go a hundred miles an when you're standing still
You're faster than my when it's going downhill
forget that day in the YMCA
The guy at the said it was okay
For you to come inside 'cuz he knew you'd
Greg G and Garfield yelled

Dear,
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