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 on top of me and slide on my lap
I said on baby, we almost to the spot
We gon' do somethin nasty, with all lust you got
I fucked her on the then we got up in the bed
Woke up in the mornin, remember what we did
night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, 7:30 can't touch us
When we on the beach, in the sand in Miami
I found 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.. naww baby, we do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, go up to my room
your man you was lost, ran into a boss
Then I that ass up like a can of sauce

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

Stop hatin since we datin the lady
Don't the player, hate the game baby
I like her style, she's kinda
And when we do it we don't time goin out
We into it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, so hot
Don't and don't stop 'til we on top
She got a dude - but what I gotta
Ain't no 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 sugar
And when I'm havin fun tryin 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
a ride around the town and try to look 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
the lies, there's no comparin
You wanna ride well let's go; I got a magic carpet vogues
I'm nice to the ladies but I'm hard on the
And when you in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"
You told me pull it out, you wanna see real
I know your type girl, you ain't to wait
That's how a pimp taste on the interstate
It's in your mouth, make you wanna scream and
You can or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch!
don't tell your man
Cause whores start wars when they know can
I understand, you wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, "Feelin' on Booty"
And after tonight, you kick it with a real one
All fake-ass niggaz you ain't even gon' feel 'em (hell nah)