Luyện nghe bài hát Lollypops

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

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 to the spot
We gon' do nasty, with all this lust you got
I her on the floor 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, 'til 7:30 touch us
we down 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 her on her back, I pulled her panties to the left
I her.. naww baby, we ain't do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, let's go up to my
Tell your man you was lost, ran a boss
Then I that ass up like a can of sauce

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

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

I watched her eye, she witcha man, starin
Stop the lies, no comparin
You wanna ride well go; I got a magic carpet with vogues
I'm nice to the but I'm hard on the hoes
And you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"
You told me pull it out, you see it's real
I know your type girl, you fin' to wait
how a pimp taste ridin 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 tell man
Cause whores start wars when know they can
I understand, you really do me
Dance to a jam, "Feelin' on Your Booty"
And after tonight, when you it with a real one
All them fake-ass you ain't even gon' feel 'em (hell nah)