Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Yvette

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

say you're a man-eater during the full moon
Mascot of the senior boys' room
said Yvette walked in, there wasn't too much rap
Her got bigger and so did her gap
'Cuz girl, your shoulda taught you better
sit down and write you a long 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 reporter, I don't mean to assume
What should I think? I seen ya coming out the 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 really know if the story is so
I can ask Curly or Larry or Moe
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, or Joe
Like Santa Claus said, you're a

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

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

a back-seat queen, a elevator pro
A body makes your Levis grow
See the stories I've heard, 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 see and agree with me
you're gonna 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 your night, your leather are tight
You try to shake butt with all your might

I don't really diss nobody
You might I had a little too much Bacardi
But that's not the problem, the problem's
How bad can a reputation get?
See, she's the kinda all the homeboys met
If you're desperate, ask 'cuz she'll say "Bet"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

are hard on the boulevard
The reverend at the said you was barred
Homeboys on the block you a lot
a real famous freak whether you like it or not

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

Go a hundred miles an when you're standing still
faster than my Caddy when it's going downhill
Won't forget that day in the
The guy at the desk it was okay
For you to come inside he knew you'd stay
Greg G and Garfield yelled

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

Dear,
Dear,
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