Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Fly

(Cause I'm fly)

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 1 ]
I just ride around town in my Seville
buff, pockets stuffed with a grin on my grill
Rollin up my tinted windows, my antenna
Cause I'm not only fly, but I'm a big winner
Girls in in my back seat
As I'm 95 down a one-way street
Got proof I paid for everything I bought
So if a cop tries to stop me, I'ma him to court
Jump out my big car puffin on a
Make my girls wait on the while I step in the bar
First I through the door then I ( *spitting sound* ) spit on the floor
Give some money to the poor, because I always get
Take off my black mink and a drink
My resemble Manhattan bank
So on my big ropes is a Gucci
All the pretty wink and I tell em, "You stink!"
Yes, I act so conceited cause I'm a
Money-makin, not Jamaican, and no way that you could it
No, I won't say hello and I say hi
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ 2 ]
No, I'm not high, I said, I'm fly
Got a beauty ma beside my eye
I put my friends in a Benz, I put my girls in
Got the epidermis with the silky curls
They call me pretty boy Chips Ahoy
86 Audi is my brand-new toy
I don't or bet, I just sip on a Mo
Pull out my new Bally's and my silk-suit set
Got a body a boxer, the face of a god
'bout as pretty as a bitty, and I hit hard
I carry on like a pimp, I even with a limp
In a fancy restaurant lobbsters and shrimps
I bathe in with a girl named Elaine
In my jac'causei with a Uzi with Suzy and
The ladies help me and start caressin my chest
Only big sheets on my fat matress
Whether with or not, I make money a lot
I carry a knot, cause I'm a hi-jackpot
The of the year, and I'm a hell of a guy
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 3 ]
velours in gold, another bathrobe
I was the sweets of the street I was 12 years old
I never searched for a wife, or worked a day in my
Cause while you're I'll be cookin, lookin sharp as a knife
So you can front if you want, cause in a matter of
I'm headed straight for the top, and you'll be all on
Cause I'm Mister Spectacular, as a bachelor
Relax and stacks as I max in my Maxima
Fly negro, yes, me, bro
And when I play celo, I play for a
My diamond rings glitter as I steer my
on my sofa with a dollar sign-sweater
The ruler, controller the Ayatollah
Snack on Renola, then a cold Cola
G Rap and Polo, your Excellency, Highness
Just cuss or fuss, and I'll bust your sinus
Countin my cash, plus my stash
Dump the ash on low-down trash
Marley's car is two-toned, and ended with chrome
And the Bell telephone makes you feel at
So remember G Rap and his DJ Polo
the ones who made 'Demo', and we're rockin the show
It's not a or fiction, it's not no lie
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ Marl ]
Yo yo yo yo..
G, Kool G
Yo man, me every time you walk down the street
Why don't those girlies let you by

(Cause I'm fly)

Yo yo yo, G
You're a brother, man
Got all the girlies on
me why
me why
me WHY
(Cause I'm fly)

Yo, G, man
You're the brother I know
Yo, why you got all the girlies on
Just me why
I know why
(Cause I'm fly)

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