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
myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any I'll flash my box cutters
I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a
that bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with some and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a bun
the block, big one is gonna gimme some
Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with
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 that's the key game, girl I fit words scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene ridin' shotgun
Got the tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that always stay
I've got an uptown girl she her pubic hair blue
And I've got a that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' down with the
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 bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rug all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the hoes, make them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a soft taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body and fake titties
And a hoe that in Fargo for when I escape the city

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

2]
The Richfield bitches freak the lip gloss and
Downtown women that like to fuck on the
North side chicks, side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to married women up to the pervertedness
Disturbing relationship, excuse my morals
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, silly
The words I kick, the I play
Now what to say 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, wearin a
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 young girl, let me soothe the pain
I understand you baby, straight up I
Now lift up your ass so I can pull fuckin' pants down
The only ones I don't do is those under
Or at least I keep that shit a if you know what I mean
I got that love to give head, and I like to watch
The way they their tongue up and down my...

Motherfucker! I believe your sittin down here
Recordin' some bullshit like

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

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

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

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you rhyming about some bullshit like