Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Fix My Weave

What's up motherfuckers? I need to is V-A up in this bitch?
New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, L.A., Atlanta, I'm that
But how 'bout the ladies that got a head full of fake
Or braids, holla to peoples, oh,

Ooh baby, let me fix my
Touch me up and let me fix my
You could pick me up a quarter to 3
I walk in the club, I gotta fix my weave

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the I do above 90
me over get the fake ID

I met a guy Tommy, very charming
He was on me cheese be on macaroni
His game real making me so horny
Fine enough for us to fuck and be his mommy

You really don't know me so I it slowly
Brush up and let him hold me, let me some baloney
Baby, you could me if you go down on me
But you got to back up off me, wearing cubic

I him, "Baby let me fix my weave
I got a hair out of and use a fake ID"
Pepe LePew vous ooh oui, you want to misdemeanor me
You spend more G's, oh wee

Ooh baby, let me fix my
me up and let me fix my weave
You could me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club, I fix my weave

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the highway I do 90
Pull me over get the ID

I used to a guy named Chris, sloppy when he kiss
But he was good the tongue, I called him Mr. Young One
Mr. One had a big ding-dong
Balls the size of ping-pong, I had him souped like wanton,

I put the beat on and on my ass he on
I put the heat on young gun, meat he season
Yes, yes we to creep down the beach
He was insane like James and with a mask he's Superfreak

I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my
And I don't want no excuses 'bout baby mommy
'Cause your child support money fix my weave
And you know please me no fuck for free"

Ooh baby, let me fix my
me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a to 3
Before I in the club, I gotta fix my weave

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the I do above 90
Pull me over get the ID

I got a call from Joe, he used to me J.Lo
Hey-lo, how you Used to ask who I was screwing
Joe was pursuing, sex was good, all
Moan he was grown, he would me 'til the mo'nin'

I used to get vex he would sex another bitch
Said "Baby don't trip, like Ben I'm rich"
Jen bitch, then Miss don't bitch
Lopez get rich, call me Miss

I him, "Baby I need a new weave
Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the
You want to play like Ben give me your keys
'Cause even Jen drive a to go fix a weave"

Ooh baby, let me fix my
Touch me up and let me fix my
You could me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the highway I do 90
Pull me get the fake ID

To the heavy cities, Miami, Jersey, D.C.
The Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the
To the salons and curling irons stitching in that [Incomprehensible] hair

Okay, oh wee, yeah fix your weave, straight up like a you heard
I hope you can S P E L L, nigga, please you know me well