Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other of town
Hey shawty, I was for you
(Was you of me, hey, hey)
Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak if you down
(What you do?)
Hey daddy, I was for you

Bet they be "I know he tired of the nightlife
He want a wife, he just lookin' for the type"
Yea right, I be ridin' the city lights
My hat bent, gettin' behind the 'lac tint
I'm with Brazilian women, heavy accents
They black translatin', got 'em all ass naked, adjacent
relations with 'em many places
Leavin' semen in they British
kiss they partners with it in they faces
Young pimpin' sprung women 'cross the 50
Got young ladies requestin' "What's Yo Name" on 50
Askin' me what's a pussy popper, a demonstration
But I ain't til the second date, I'm so impatient
Relieve'em of they aggravation, rollerskatin'
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, with me, you goin' places"
Go replace'em, draw erase'em out my
Moist panties and wet when they think of me

Yo, yo, uh,
From Miami to Cali, Vegas to Jersey
in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, ya heard me?
All the classy ones like to act they a virgin
And the nasty like when I talk to'em dirty
But I'm the ice, got'em laughin' and flirtin'
They be, removin' they skirts when hop in the 'burban
Once the start playin' and the E start kickin' in
Her girlfriend lickin' and she me to stick it in
That's why, I like chillin' with women who like
Light skinned, Asians, Jamaicans and women
Indians, Italians, and Puerto Ricans
They be itchin' for they chance and waitin' in me to
say

Excuse me shawty, but I been you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by the way this sounds
But uhh... all I keep thinkin' bout is layin' you
And I'm, keepin' it pimpin', I playin' around
Ain't got kinda time 'cause this the only day I'm in town
So come and, in the cut if you willin' to cut
And when you, give me a hug I be feelin' yo
Now so while for while we talkin', I'm yo cup
We killin' the bottle, up in dirty linen tomorrow
But me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W
Sippin' on a malibu pine apple and a blunt or two
Now want to do? Opportunity's right in front of you
Know you to meetin' dudes, dodgin'em for a month or two
But young pimpin' spit linen to the women
I'm T.I.P., known as pussy popper to women

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Whoa whoa
Ladies and
This, is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I.
of the south, oh boy
Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand daddy
So smooth,
Pimps up