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 diggin'
But how 'bout the ladies that got a full of fake weave
Or braids, to peoples, oh, c'mon

Ooh baby, let me fix my
Touch me up and let me fix my
You could me up about 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 highway I do 90
Pull me over get the ID

I met a guy named Tommy, very
He was on me like cheese be on
His game tight making me so horny
enough for us to fuck and be his baby mommy

You don't know me so I moves it slowly
Brush up and let him hold me, let me spit some
Baby, you call me if you go down on me
But you got to back up off me, wearing zirconia

I told him, "Baby let me fix my
I got a out of place and use a fake ID"
Pepe voulez 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 gotta fix my

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

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

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

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

Ooh baby, let me fix my
Touch me up and let me fix my
You could pick me up 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 I do above 90
me over get the fake ID

I got a from Joe, he used to call 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 fuck me 'til the

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

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

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 highway I do 90
me over get the fake ID

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

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