Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh from Yard

Likkle Kim Beenie Man
(Zagga, zow, zow, zow)
Bumba, star, yo, yo
America, Caribbean, a matter a the world
comin' at you Kim, where you at babe?

Gal flex, to have sex
Jump in a lex steam a blunt pop a Becks
Now you that my style is rated XXX
Just lookin' ain't a gal, you no 'nuff respect

I use to Sergio Tacchini, C And G bikinis
Now I'm hot steppin' in my Bee collection
Got gear to match my whips Monday to Sunday
give me exclusives straight off the runway

That's how it is, my shit is out
Some of y'all show up but like jeans fade out
Whatever, fly out the crew hit the in Miami
Niggas me shake my fanny in my iced out panties

Beenie Man and Kim callin' out
(Shout)
People from east, west, north, and
Say, I'm the emcee with the mouth
Put on my unborn kids, we do it way big

Gal, up the legs dem wide
And let me get that, and wuk you all night
A who gal, yuh wanna bite
And kick up and a real like a man she wanna fight

Open up your legs dem and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna and kick up
And a real like a man she wanna fight

you a toppa, toppa
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi good inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

So mi go so, mi dappa man a nuh rapper
Entertainer, worst man a real toppa,
Do wah, pop collar, no bother holla
a thousand dollar, buy ganja and liquor cau wah

Gal yuh brighter and yuh now
Chicken and 'bout twelve hoochie mama
car hot, clothes pop off, get it together
The DJ seh we from yard, Likkle Kim just buck a real old dog

Last gal mi wuk she end up down at the
Badman a real man a nuh fraud, hey, true, what dem seh

Gal, up the legs dem wide
And let me get inside that, and wuk you all
A who this gal, yuh wanna
And kick up and a real a man she wanna fight alright

Open up your dem wide and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna and kick up
And a real like a man she wanna fight

From you a toppa,
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

From you a toppa,
(Mi look inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Anyway, mi have from all nations really Haitian and Jamaican
Woman, a seh mi God's creation so dem mi consegation
Send in application, mi qualification
Line up on mi gate like mi a custom or

How when girl, fi rule mon? Dem mad a could a man?
Just slam up Malaysian and mi send for
a Puerto Rican 'pon di hill mi buy a mansion
Just buy a apartment mi girl fi wah Italian

One deh a BMW I mention she a German
And to each a di one mi send a bag a from over England
Have on Netherland, African or Switzerland
Bettin' baby' mother weh mi fresh from yard

Likkle Kim just buck a old dog
a bad boy yah jump 'pon record
Last gal mi wuk she end up
At the morgue, mi can her somethin'

Gal, open up the legs dem
And let me get that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite
And kick up and a real like a man she wanna alright

Open up your legs dem wide and let me get
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite and kick up
And a real a man she wanna fight alright

From you a toppa,
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi look inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Beenie Man and Kim callin' out
(Shout)
from East, West, North and South
Say, I'm the with the nasty mouth
Put that on my kids, we do it way big