Luyện nghe bài hát F''n' You Right

Listen to this, I'm just tryna do for us
You know what I'm sayin', you scream at the top of your fucking
Yeah, I'm just tryna do this hard
And get this between us baby, yeah

Look, Samantha, Loraine, Monica,
Veronica, she treated my like a harmonica
How you think I learned how to it and turn
Ya back until it's broke, make you feel it in throat

It was Pamela, Linda, Keisha,
Had me while I was drivin' on cruise control
Can't to get it home and teach it all to you
Look I'm just tryna be the best, I'm it all for you

You know thing with the peanut butter
My bitch said fuckin' untie the ropes
faster with a box cutter
I know you love the way I'm you out

But always wanna argue so let's figure this out
I'm tryna make you happy bitch
Who's there for you you get in the mood for suckin' a dick
I the time out to find out what ya like
You bust fifteen nuts, wanna get up and fight, so

You should thank of all the bitches I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me you right
Never took time to see it and
All you 'bout is yourself, I'm thinkin' for us

You love the way I beat it when I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, and couch
You should thank all of the bitches I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me you right

It was Gina, Julie, Renee, Ty and
Made me spend some extra in Miami
Candy, Trisha, Priscilla,
Showed X to the Z, it's better with

Who could fuck ass better than me
I think not, hard knock the cock, to my sweat shop
I pick locks made by NFL, NBA, NHL, all day
You could say I didn't do shit

Unsatisfied gotta go out and chase the dick
And that's just not the to do
So I new shit from the next bitch and teach it to you

Now don't you love it how I shove it
(Hell, yeah)
When we be fuckin' and we thuggin'
(Hell, yeah)
The way I hit it when I it baby
(Hell, yeah)
And don't I spit it I bust it baby
(Hell, yeah)

You should thank all of the bitches that I have in my
All the I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you right
Never took time to see it and
All you 'bout is yourself, I'm thinkin' for us

You love the way I beat it down I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, and couch
You should thank all of the that I have in my life
All the I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you right

I insist that we on videotape
in case a bitch lose face and try and call rape
If you know somethin' might excite up our late night
Got an open invite to lay us a

Make ya head feel like wet, warm and tight
I'll go from all night the sun turn bright
Two wrongs make it right bitch, no need to cheat
(Pussy just a piece of meat, another to eat)

Big Tray D me that, as a matter of fact
You only tell me that you love me when you're flat on back
You wanna leave me now bitch, my fuckin' feelings is
Why am I the only one that's tryna make this

You should thank of all the bitches that I in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me you right
took time to see it and plus
All you thinkin' 'bout is yourself, I'm for us

You love the way I beat it down when I in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and
You should thank all of the that I have in my life
All the I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you right