Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a Man

Hey office lady. I see you with your rolodex
You what I'm going to do for you?

I'm to change out this water jug one-handed
But first Imma spill a few drops your lap
And dab them up with powerful organ in my mouth
And by I mean my tongue
I'm a man
And I can tell by my reflection in duck painting that I look good
You what a man does?
Lays his finger to the side of his nose to catch the
Then that finger into his beer head and that head goes down
Yeah I going down
You of it?
I just to take that packet of
Pens and spill it on your naked
African rain I call
Where's your
Don't answer that because right here
I'm at me. I'm your boss
Get me a and dip your undies in it
I like my coffee with a nip of cream
I'm a man, Miss Office
in that picture frame?
I kids but I don't like boyfriends
And I like husbands
You ever been to a zoo and the apes?
You ever seen the apes and
Those abominations
That one in the corner touching
Himself with his leatherfingers, a man?
you think of that you think of me
You dic-tations? You get it?
You ever stapled?
Never mind. We'll get to
You
Put on that you got hanging over your chair
Do it
Pick up that and dial S-E-X-F-U-N and guess what
My belt's gonna vibrate and put you
On so you can hear yourself begging
pick up the phone saying
What am I and you know how you'll
A man
Go and cry if you need to because I love being flattered
Yeah lick that
Get that corner good
Let's your stapler. Go on
Get out them post-its and
Yourself a reminder to God for man
You got too much on your desk
You like foreplay? Because I
I to cut to the chase
Call a spade a
I'm a straight
I'm a man men
take the milk and the cow
That's you, the cow
I'm breezy
Gonna your entry spot with that
Ruler you got from the work picnic last
I already you're a size Q pantyhose
Q for talkin chubby
I hope you know how to cook Mother don't wake up until noon
And by that time I'll be with you
Refilling your water cooler and you suck
On hard candy like you never heard of a innuendo
So get ready because come 5 I'll be in the van outside
Rubbin at myself like ape in his cage
Thinkin about you and your nasty, nasty, desk
And so help me don't you the paper clips