Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for this inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm about to free the
Wipe myself off on your cover
If she talks any trash I'll flash my box
Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with some piss and Lysol
Roll in a Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna some
Cause I'm a freak, I the girls with tattoos
I once got busy in a Burger drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em say my name
never had three, but best believe that I'm game
And the key game, girl I fit words like scrabble
The cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to keep the warm
The always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love free rides
One hundred in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a pool in her
Rug burns all over fucking her on the carpet
Got the hoes, make them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a couple of
Got a stripper bitch with body and fake titties
And a hoe that lives in Fargo for when I the city

But my favorite one, out of all of 'em, is YOUR
I sway the tongue never once have I been
She lays it on like its a job she loves
lips is these? the response is always slugs

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The Richfield freak the lip gloss and hairspray
Downtown women that to fuck on the staircase
side chicks, south side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to married women up to the pervertedness
Disturbing your relationship, excuse my
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, silly
The words I kick, the I play
Now to say when I'm sittin at this buffet with these tasty morsels

3]
Crusin down the street in my mom's caprice
February got the windows cracked, a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you cute
Gimme nine and a half weeks and I'll have freak flippin two
Distribute and come the ??
I its hard being young girl, let me soothe the pain
I you baby, straight up I understand
Now lift up your ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants
The only I don't do is those under eighteen
Or at least I keep that a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to give head, and I like to
The way they move their tongue up and my...

Motherfucker! I can't believe your sittin here
Recordin' some bullshit like

(Hey man it's just a song, it's just a song, it's a joke)

Oh, you wanna be a pimp eh? you better your ass over
To that neglected you got there.

(Why you always on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you about some bullshit like this?