Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
Bitches
and butts

1]
Bitches be dreamin for eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm to free the seamen
myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash flash my box cutters
Cause I'm rougher than any you've had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if gets trifled
I'm lacing the with some piss and some Lysol
in a shit-brown 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 King 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 that's the key game, girl I fit words like
The inner-city cowboy with the thick of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene pool shotgun
Got the flyest from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that always true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' down the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love free rides
One hoes in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a in her apartment
Rug all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body jewels and titties
And a hoe that lives in Fargo for I escape the city

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

2]
The Richfield bitches freak the lip and hairspray
women that like to fuck on the staircase
North chicks, south side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to open women up to the pervertedness
your relationship, excuse my morals
I'm working with the way I 'em out, silly mortals
The words I kick, the I play
Now what to say when I'm sittin at this buffet with these morsels

3]
Crusin down the street in my babies mom's
February got the cracked, wearin 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 know its hard being girl, let me soothe the pain
I you baby, straight up I understand
Now lift up ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants down
The only ones I don't do is those under
Or at least I keep shit a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to give head, and I like to
The way they move tongue up and down my...

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

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

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

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

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