Luyện nghe bài hát (I'll Be Yo) Huckleberry

Hey now baby, how you doin?
You been doin
You you called me last week
I got message but I was outta state, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(Now I through, just like the hog I am)
It you need a little bit of excitement in your life
(All up in her bedroom, one of my tunes)
I'm here for you, don't it
(She's got an against her man)
How your man be you?
(She me to get her in the mood)
I
(I had to hit her, I'm scary I'll be yo huckleberry!)
See you can call me any hour, how we do it

I'm in and out, and partner you ain't this
She you dearly but she's all on a player's tip
you ain't givin' somethin that she really needs
And that's that ass lovin, partner can't you see
She's no trust, she sits in the house all day
While you out ballin, tryin to have it the kingpin way
She gets no time, your schedule way too
You leaves out the house everytime you get a
To all you ladies, sweet and lovely
See players like me, I likes to the Easter bunny
I likes to lick you down, give you esteem
I'm the playboy you want, on your team
Yo' huckleberry, mackin Shot-ty
One of them type of on the same level as Gotti
So all you tenders, all to the good
So page me on the under and creep through yo' hood

If you need some lovin, lovin
I'll be yo' huckleberry,
And if you need someone to to girl, talk to girl
You can call me on the under,

Lookin at my oyster perpetual Rolex, browsin my Rolodex
Baby done left a verbal, want me to hit that
Come through on a tuck, while he's in the
Get it he's with Rob and 'em, after hours
Slumpin Taylor, regulatin
Cheatin in next room,
Demonstratin, new and moves
Legislatin, Erk and drinkin
But when you it, baby see you soon
You say one day, we gon' jump the
It was years, and she was faithful for ya
But did she love ya, or was she to ya
It my fault you got too attached
But don't check me partner, yo baitch
Wanna my name, call me 40 Pop Cherry
be yo huckleberry

I'm on yo mind, seven
you at work, you calls me at eleven
And that's cool, cause my number be on yo' bill
Ohh baby girl all we wanna do is keep it
No hesitation, we wanna play this game
But if you feel me, we to have our game tight
So we can mob to the beach and and all
Rub you down to the
One hundred miles away, while your man you at work
boy Shot, is all up in these skirts
If a bluebird on my shoulder should I hit it
I turn her around, then from the back when I hit it
But it from the back ain't always what I wanna do
I got ta do you hard, so you can tell your
That boy Shot knows how to... *uck
He got you it up
And you ain't done that in
right
And you ain't that in years

Keep it on the under, on the under, no one has to
between me and you, take my pager number
You can call me, me, all times of the day...