Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get Away

Hey, let's get away and get a on the other side 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 like "I know he of the nightlife
He want a wife, he just for the right 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
Have relations with 'em places
Leavin' semen in British faces
Make'em kiss they 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 popper, want a demonstration
But I ain't waitin' til the date, I'm so impatient
Relieve'em of they aggravation, rollerskatin'
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, stick with me, you places"
Go replace'em, draw erase'em out my
Moist and wet sheets when they think of me

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

Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a
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, keepin' it pimpin', I playin' around
Ain't got that kinda time 'cause this the day I'm in town
So come and, in the cut if you willin' to cut
And when you, me a hug I be feelin' yo butt
Now so for while we talkin', I'm fillin' yo cup
We the bottle, wake up in dirty linen tomorrow
But tell me would it you if we ended up at the W
on a malibu pine apple juice and a blunt or two
Now want 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 popper to some women

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