Luyện nghe bài hát Lollypops

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

It was me and yo' broad, ridin in my
She tried to climb on top of me and on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the
We do somethin nasty, with all this lust you got
I fucked her on the floor we got up in the bed
Woke up in the mornin, can't remember we did
night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, 7:30 can't touch us
we down on the beach, in the sand in Miami
I done me a freak, done got my hand in her panties
She was in the water, MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back, I pulled her to the left
I told her.. baby, we ain't do it too soon
up your dress, let's go up to my room
Tell your man you was lost, ran into a
Then I opened ass up like a can of sauce

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

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

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