Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

Hey, let's get away and get a room on the other side of
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 like "I know he of the nightlife
He want a wife, he just lookin' for the type"
Yea right, I be ridin' through the city
My hat bent, gettin' high behind the 'lac
I'm chilllin' Brazilian women, heavy accents
black friends translatin', got 'em all ass naked, adjacent
Have relations with 'em many
Leavin' semen in British faces
Make'em kiss partners with it in they faces
Young pimpin' sprung 'cross the 50 states
Got ladies requestin' "What's Yo Name" on 50 stations
Askin' me what's a pussy popper, want a
But I ain't til the second date, I'm so impatient
of they aggravation, take'em rollerskatin'
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, stick with me, you places"
Go replace'em, erase'em out my memory
Moist panties and wet when they think of me

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

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

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