Luyện nghe bài hát Don't You Know

"Oh cutie, got it on"
"Cute, what, dirty motherfucker"
"You buggin'"
"Ain't no buggin', he's some motherfucker"
"You buggin', no, at his disposition, shorty gotta stride"

"What stride, motherfucker, he ain't shit"
"See, that's my plate, brother may me like that"
"You got mad flavor on shorty, 'cuz that ain't shit at all"
"I'm, yo, G, I don't think you realizes it, look at him"

"Look at what, dirty motherfucker, he shit"
"You don't see I see, B"
"I don't see nothin', you blind, sisso"
"True, true, personally, look at him, homies at his disposition"

Approach the school nine thirty, you're late, this happy
The solution was my date, get in class, walk to your chair
Pop is all you see and then stare at the teacher
More, tune in to we're clockin' ya, lean back at girl kept clockin'

Ya' hood simulated from a blonde, tell the young girl
Baby, you're the one I want, she respond, pretends to ignore
So you say to yourself, it be her old and sore mentally pitchin'
The aim on the board as hot and wild pussy you cannot this

Ooh, slim and trim was my inner friend, dear, quietly I want him
To know my boots, to rap out in my class, but I kept sayin'
The size of my dick and ass, so I turned around to arrange a date
episode, baby, number one's gotta say it, she popped a gum

Cold twist to come, I said, baby, how you She said, sure
Then I said, sure, I just found my thrill wear it in the
Know I'm Blueberry Hill, 'cause what I said just bottled her
She put her on the chest, this is what the bitch said

"Because of you I hurtin' but then my, within my heart
'Cause no, I'm not to be flirtin, but our relationship has to start
You're the one that I'm clockin', stop or you could mockin'
Don't you to see me cry, this is why, this is why, this is why"

I met a named Chandra, from way down yonder
'The apple of my eye' had a Snapple and some fries, forgot the catch's Up, thats when I pressed up, "I've been you mowin' your lawn"
The were flowin', while I'm holding the palm

"Hey whats that on menu?" from there we continued
And talk about and that we chit and chat, sipped on the Coke
Then I stroked the back as she and I wiggled to the bra
She said, nah, that's I noticed her pah

Big Tank, who did nothing but the at parties, drink Bacardi
And didn't think just act silly, with his brother Willy another Hillbilly Gettin' ill the Philly and moonshine, but it's a new time of day
On the doin' the Patty Duke, ok, it's like that old flip flaps
Through the shower caps, the platform shoes to Apple
Chub,

Yo, you niggaz, niggaz be actin' like they be them, them, them Fancy bitches, I, I likes me a nasty bitch, bitch that's willing to do Anything at any given time, bitch, gotta be nasty 'cuz I'm a nasty nigga
I do baby, I wouldn't give a fuck what it was
I'll, ah, anythin' I'm a motherfucker, girl

I'm sittin' right, in my class at a quarter to ten, right
Waiting patiently for the to begin, right, teacher says
"Open up your texts, you read the paragraph on 'Oral Sex'"
I "Oral sex, what kind of class is this?"

Yo, to me said, "Whats wrong with you man, this is a lesson
That you feel fine, kinda ease your nerves and relax your mind"
I said "Don't try to use no spell"
She "Be my assistant, I'd show rather tell"

My knees heart started to drop my dick grew to a size
That my couldn't stop, I tried to run, She yelled out "Freeze"
Pulled my draws, dropped to her knees, ripped of my draws
As if she had claws, broke the rules that defined, sex

She responded quick, with a slick, welcomin' kiss and a ice lick
Ooh, I begged, I begged, "Easy on my balls, fragile as eggs"
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