Luyện nghe bài hát Jellyfish

Aiyyo, here's a little story situation
'Bout a I met who had many temptations
She was so fly, get high, well
Big-ass, big brains and out the hood

Yo, aiyyo, I up early took a stretch and a yawn
Had a 2 o'clock appointment with this girl name
She ain't the Avon lady but her was strong
Right before she went to rest she had me singin' song

She must be a special
And a very exciting girl, I don't
She had the high-glow's
See her in the club you others chicks bitchin'

But Dawn quit to a bitch ass and shit
See she did twelve over a ratchet
Not, no crab shit, got with the mag
Taxi cab

was hangin' out her panties with no where to stash it
It was
Nowadays shes laid back, helpin' me my rap
Only pink and smoked salmon she feed her cat

everything
Diamond cut like Johnny Lex attached
Lickin' glass bowls in her cat
'Cause crazy finicky thing

Her kittin drink spring
Takes near her jewelry box
She play with all the
And when she out the tub it's like an ill flick caramel skin

and body works leave the whole room lit
Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on mode
Paint her toes on the bed slow, me
Versace on her body, peak, sippin' ass
She a perfect ten in my wildest Dawn

Aiyyo, she be gone
Waitin' on my sweet strawberry Rican La Shawn
Holdin' my taffy down when I'm
Three fourths of her body always covered with

why I'm eatin' her candy and suckin' her toes
Sweet La Shawn, she got body like what's goin' on
On some Marvin gay shit like get it on
Sugar, get it on

Ayo, she a diamond in the rough, black in the hood
I love my and she treat me good, fuck cookin' for me
She stash me out when the feds lookin' for me
I'm not on her or beatin' on her

I spend the on her
We on the block when the bills creepin' on her
She right when it gets sticky
She strict to the vicky's

And a fly aviator the of sky
God on her side Indian with cat eyes
Mad respect with the fat
Plus her guns for the
Would straight her if she prostituting

Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent
Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep
is soft, she smell fresh like a new born
Pretty feet, peitete ass, nice on

The sunshine for my storm
the food warm while I'm gone
It won't be long I'm back to my
Sweet butter pecan La Shawn
Hit me up baby, P.S.

Aiyyo, aiyyo, I woke up in the morning still off the Henn
Had a 3'oclock appointment this girl name Jen
You Jen from a hundred and ten, she push the Lex Coupe
Part time fashion designer she for Jet Blue

Pretty young thing with a like vida
Ass off the meter, Eva medenez Medenezlook, strut a diva
Leave her shine fine, blow like dimes of a Cheeba
She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes her feet up

Ms. Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column
Raw dick it down, love me, if I'm holdin' condoms!
she my bitch, the only cat that I lick
Throwin' that ass like Ciara on the top of whip

Latin decent, velor with the cameltoe print
Peppermint flared panties the garder-belt clips
Tattoo of a small on her inner thigh
Even at my loneliest times you Jen will ride

Whether Jen, Don or Shawn it's the situation
'Bout a girl I met who had temptations
She was so fly, get high, well
Big-ass, big brains and out the hood