Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

Lady you remind me of my raps on that shit
Cause you got an ass as them accents
Two ass cheek implants, call an asset
you can set a glass on it, it's massive
From the time I saw you I actually
to myself, "I gotta meet her like a taxi"
Exactly, affair in the backseat
Sorry if I'm being graphic, but I'm as a statue
You sat on a shelf, I feel like a
I'm just ahead of myself
Let me down, slow your Camaro
I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna' jump your bones to the
Got me under your control and spell
Wanna you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a in fact
About the only fact I agree on with is that
So when I put this palm on cat
Don't snap, it's supposed to be
Why do you think they it a snatch
I just wanna in the sack
I'ma keep it 100, like my at
I'm you rap, I'm the dude following back
About six back, I'm in the lac
And I to (uh)

All day, all day, all
You ask, I the night
you, you say you're vile
Me too, you're up

I'm running...
All day, all
You feel, my (fire...)

Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

Hate to you at the convenience store
But those jeans you wore, like I've seen before
I pretend to work there, while I the floor
Checking you out, the clerk, while he rings you up
up behind you while you're leaving
and you even know it (ayo, Rick, man)
She's brushing her hair, adjusting her mirror, she's my shit
But she aware, I was there,
or maybe she was, and just didn't
Who knows, at least isn't up in the air
something to see
But just like a chick who thinks her doesn't stink
If she planning to do shit, this summers eve
Maybe she wants to keep me
But the Pepé Le Pew shit!
"Ain't to you, bitch," I say to myself
Plus bumpin' my music, ain't chasin' no tail
a skunk in heat
I could sweat her to degree
But fuck it, I'm the male, let her to me
(Could you that again?)
Let her come to me, male sweater, degree, fail
Fuck it, up beside her
her, Dodge Vipe-her
What is a ass if she wants a computer lodged in her vagina?

Said my dick is an apple, she said put it her
I said...

All day, all day, all
You ask, I stay the

you, you say you're vile
Me too, burning up
I'm running...

All day, all
You feel, my (fire...)
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

Black out, come to, hands covered in
Motherfucking gloves and a shover in the mud
I just bodied the beat, so hoe must've been dug
Cause it just died "ooh, food coloring, duh"
So get turnt, like a shish kebab, twist it Ma
Like an Air Conditioning
We be together
care if it takes forever
If I gotta wait, I guess it's better late than
You my heat, rubbing off on you
I love personality
Come on, mama, you're hot enough to melt Rick's beat
Come jump in the water, I bet you get your esteem
From persona
With an ass to match, girl body is lit
striking, I'm a gas
Girl, you're just gonna to put
the mother chumps on the burner
You got puns, I got
Just let me rest my head in that set of Ds
While I shred MC's, cheddar cheese
That's just the thoroughbred me in me, ain't a breed
My dog so too, look at my predigree

Ma, the world is what I of you
I think divine, so I might swing on you
I'm kidding girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two
Unless it's the finger, to finger you

All day, all day, all

You ask, I the night
With you, you say vile
Me too, you're up
I'm running...
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

On the and twos, threes and four (the morning)
in the cut like Neosporin (what?)
He's mixing it up for me and
A like short for Theodore
We're outtie, thousand
(Who the fuck, my big dick,
so everybody get right fucking now)