Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
Bitches
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm about to free the
Wipe off on your couch cover
If she any trash I'll flash my box cutters
Cause I'm rougher any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, a rifle
Kill bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna some
I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I got busy in a Burger King drive-thru
I 'em two at a time, make 'em both say my name
Ain't had three, but best believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like
The cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, pool ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to
got a house full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic blue
And got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' with the neighbors
I got a that drives the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all over from her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a of Newports
Got a bitch with body jewels and fake titties
And a hoe that lives in for when I escape the city

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

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

3]
Crusin down the in my babies mom's caprice
got the windows cracked, wearin a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you kinda
Gimme nine and a half weeks and I'll have that freak two
Distribute and come the ??
I know its 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' down
The only ones I don't do is those under
Or at least I keep that a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts love to give head, and I like to watch
The way they move tongue up and down my...

Motherfucker! I can't believe your sittin down
Recordin' bullshit like this

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

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

(Why you trippin' on me in front....)

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