Luyện nghe bài hát Jellyfish

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

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

She must be a special
And a very exciting girl, I know
She had the high-glow's
See her in the you hear others chicks bitchin'

But Dawn quit to bust a ass and shit
See she did months over a ratchet
Not, no crab shit, got bagged the mag
Taxi cab

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

Wife
cut like Johnny Lex collar attached
Lickin' glass in her cat clothes
'Cause crazy finicky thing

Her kittin drink polar
naps near her jewelry box
She with all the rings
And when she step out the tub it's like an ill flick caramel

and body works leave the whole room lit
Cinnamon candles, side, they on relax mode
her toes on the bed slow, watchin' me
Versace robe on her body, peak, ass
She a perfect ten in my dreams Dawn

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

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

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

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

And a fly the color of sky
God on her side Indian with cat eyes
Mad respect with the fat
Plus her for the revolution
straight leave her if she prostituting

Yo, my the bomb, intelligent mind
Sky blue Vuitton, leg muscles, deep dimples
Body is soft, she smell fresh like a new
Pretty feet, ass, nice shoes on

The sunshine for my quiet
Keepin' the food 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 up in the morning still drunk 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 designer she work for Jet Blue

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

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

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

Whether Jen, Don or Shawn the same situation
'Bout a girl I met who had many
She was so fly, get high, understood
Big-ass, big and straight out the hood