Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh From Yard

Likkle Kim 'longside 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, time to sex
Jump in a your lex a blunt pop a Becks
Now you know that my is rated XXX
Just ain't a gal, you no have 'nuff respect

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

how it is, my shit is laid out
Some of y'all up but like jeans y'all fade out
Whatever, fly out the hit the beach in Miami
Niggas watch me my fanny in my iced out panties

Man and Likkle Kim callin' out
(Shout)
People 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 that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite
And kick up and a like a man she wanna fight alright

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 like a man she wanna fight alright

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

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

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

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

Last gal mi wuk she end up 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 up and a real like a man she wanna fight alright

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 a man she wanna 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)

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
up on mi gate like mi a custom or immigration

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

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

Likkle Kim just buck a old dog
This a bad boy yah jump 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 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 legs dem wide and let me get
That and wuk you all
A who this gal, yuh 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 look inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

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