Luyện nghe bài hát Lollypops

Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that
Somebody let him know.. tell that
His is out of pocket

It was me and yo' broad, ridin in my
She to climb on top of me and slide on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the
We gon' do nasty, with all this lust you got
I her on the floor then we got up in the bed
up in the mornin, can't remember what we did
Last night we was drunk, stinkin motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, 'til 7:30 can't us
When we on the beach, in the sand in Miami
I done found me a freak, got my hand in her panties
She was in the water, MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back, I her panties to the left
I told her.. naww baby, we ain't do it too
up your dress, let's go up to my room
Tell your man you was lost, ran a boss
Then I opened that ass up a can of sauce

We like those lollypops
Sucker ass niggaz know how we rock
They can't even it
When you the truth, they can't stand a bitch
We don't those lame marks
run the other way when the game starts
Cause don't know what to do
Don't lie tell me why I fuck with you

Stop hatin since we datin the same
Don't hate the player, hate the baby
I like her style, she's wild
And when we do it we waste time goin out
We it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, it's so hot
hesitate and don't stop 'til we on top
She got a dude - but I gotta prove?
Ain't no to creep, you know she's a freak
Take it all, the balls, disappear in her jaws
Then she take off them drawers, let me hit sugar walls
And when I'm done havin fun to be a player
She kiss my thang goodbye and say see you later
Now if you can't take it mayne you need a girl
Take a ride around the and try to look for her
Cause yo' a hoe, you might like to know
If she see a big dick, she go..

I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop
Stop the lies, no comparin
You wanna ride well go; I got a magic carpet with vogues
I'm nice to the ladies but I'm hard on the
And when you jump in my car "Freaky Tales"
You told me pull it out, you wanna see real
I know your type girl, you ain't fin' to
That's how a pimp taste on the interstate
It's in your mouth, make you scream and shout
You can swallow or spit, the cream comes out - bitch!
Just don't your man
Cause whores start wars when know they can
I understand, you wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, "Feelin' on Booty"
And tonight, when you kick it with a real one
All them fake-ass niggaz you even gon' feel 'em (hell nah)