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
We're at you Kim, where you at babe?

Gal flex, time to sex
Jump in a your lex steam a 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 from Monday to
Designers me exclusives straight off the runway

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

Beenie Man and Likkle Kim out
(Shout)
from east, west, north, and south
Say, I'm the emcee the nasty mouth
Put that on my kids, we do it way big

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anyway, mi have girls from all nations Haitian and Jamaican
Woman, a seh mi creation so dem wanna 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 wanna
Just slam up Malaysian and mi for Indonesian
Wife a Rican 'pon di hill mi buy a mansion
Just buy a from mi girl fi wah Italian

One deh drive a BMW I mention she a
And to each a di one mi send a bag a pound from England
Have girl on Netherland, or Switzerland
Bettin' baby' mother weh mi have fresh 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 tell her

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

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

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)

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