Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Girl

girl!]
[You're a fat
[Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat (repeat 2X)

(It's funky fresh E) new kid on tha block
And already got a fat girl on my
Now my story's simple, so please take it simple
As I tell you a tale bout big fat pimple
I was chillin on the ave, drinkin booze
Saw a comin my way, so what was I to do?
I busted a U, went tha other way
but forgot tha Avenue was a dead end
I turned around, here she came, for stride
funky fat that, bout two thirty-five
was rushin, I double looked
and she had more than a chinese phonebook
four three ugly as can be, she said

Hello E. Do you remember me? (I said no)
Huhu yes you do
My is Bertha but you can call me booga
the time when you were drunk at a party
We was slow dancin, give ya all body

When she said that she me, I was in shock
Oh my God got a fat girl on my

[I got a fat girl on my jock] girl] [Got a fat girl on my jock]

She gave me tha grin, I tha frown
and with a hug picked me off tha ground
Squeezion me tight, to bug me
Grabbed me by tha rear, [Love me, hug me!]
I was hell, victim of a
coz this girl's too much for E to
Broke tha grip, started to run
to tha crib, grabbed tha elephant gun
She's grubbin, thighs rubbin in a hot
I loaded up tha gun bout ready to
She on comin because of addiction
Legs on fire of friction
My gun broke, now I was
Dropped tha barrel, grabbed tha harpoon
As I swung, tha fat girl
on tha ave just like a beach whale
That's tha story, quite ill
and all fat y'all besta chill
All overweight freaks stay off my
Cause it's eerie to have a fat girl on jock