Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

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

to inconvenience you at the convenience store
But those jeans you wore, I've never seen before
I pretend to there, while I clean the floor
Checking you out, the clerk, while he rings you up
Pull up behind you you're leaving
and you don't know it (ayo, Rick, man)
She's brushing her hair, adjusting her mirror, she's my shit
But she aware, I was there,
or she was, and just didn't care
Who knows, at that isn't up in the air
It's to see
But just like a chick who thinks her doesn't stink
If she ain't to do shit, this summers eve
Maybe she to keep me company
But the Pepé Le Pew shit!
"Ain't to you, bitch," I say to myself
Plus she's bumpin' my music, chasin' no tail
Like a skunk in
I sweat her to some 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, pull up her
Sideswipe her, Vipe-her
What is a brighter ass if she a computer lodged in her vagina?

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

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

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

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

Black out, to, hands covered in blood
Motherfucking gloves and a stuck in the mud
I just bodied the beat, so that hoe must've dug
Cause it just died like "ooh, coloring, duh"
So get turnt, like a shish kebab, twist it Ma
an Air Conditioning knob
We be great
Don't care if it takes
If I gotta wait, I guess it's better than never
You felt my heat, off on you
I love your
Come on, little mama, hot enough to melt Rick's beat
Come jump in the water, I bet you get self esteem
your persona
With an ass to match, your body is lit
striking, I'm a gas
Girl, just gonna have to put
the mother chumps on the burner
You got puns, I got
Just let me rest my in between that set of Ds
While I shred MC's, like cheddar
That's the thoroughbred me in me, ain't a better breed
My dog so too, look at my predigree

Ma, the world is what I of you
I you're divine, so I might swing on you
I'm just 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 stay the
With you, you say vile
Me too, burning up
I'm running...
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

On the ones and twos, threes and (the morning)
Rick's in the cut like (what?)
He's it up for me and Lauren
A teddy like for Theodore
We're outtie, five
(Who the fuck, my big dick,
so get ready right fucking now)