Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
Bitches
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for this inch demon
And you hear me screamin, I'm about to free the seamen
Wipe myself off on your cover
If she talks any trash I'll flash my box
Cause I'm rougher any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I talk soft, tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if gets trifled
I'm the liquor with some piss and some Lysol
in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gimme some
I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I once got in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em say my name
Ain't never had three, but believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like
The inner-city with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to keep the vibe
The doors always honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she her pubic hair blue
And I've got a bitch that in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on I'm gettin' down with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love with free
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one east side
Got a bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all over from fucking her on the
Got the mega-mall hoes, them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a of Newports
Got a stripper with body jewels and fake 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 lays it on its a job that she loves
Who's is these? the response is always slugs

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

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

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

(Hey man it's just a song, it's just a song, 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 about some like this?