Luyện nghe bài hát Maxin in the Shade

Hey girl, you frontin on that
That cellular phone ain't
What's Pre-paid, from J&J
And your voice is off, cause I called you

So you're extravagant, think you all
There's some corn flakes in the
and sandwich on top of the 'fridgerator
right girl, don't roll your eyes at me like a alligator
Put your Chanel shades on, walk your thong in your butt
Runnin your fingers through your raise(?)
Look at girlfriend with her hair weave fallin out
On my phone, up my bill
Talkin to broke-ass dealer friends
to Western Union you three from Cancun
You're now in the red with your hair stickin from under your wig
showin behind your head, with real, pimples on face
You can't disrespect me in my place; them cigarettes
Lookin for NBA players to take you to eat and you don't even gas
pretty you need to pull over in Taco Bell
I seen your before with mice spittin
pumpkin seeds in your living room
I know your type.. I your type

Maxin in the shade - I know type
in the shade - I know your type
Maxin in the shade - I know type

You can't cook a hot dog or pour a glass of milk
You'd rather around with plastic coats over your head
in the lookin for a coach bag and Moschino belt
You need to see how feel
Stop lookin around you 'Superfly' and Ron O'Neal
I'ma let you know how beef and a quarter pound is
Now go get your autograph and take a with the Cheeseburglar
Let him know how you got your hair
And you're movin like pregnant this month
with your stickin out like movie and soundtrack

You up with diamonds just to eat
Don't even finish plate complete
the bill come, you try to act like you can't see the receipt
Walkin up the block Vivica Fox type girlfriends
Jockin a man, in a mansion
with a seventy-five Royce, that look like Alfred Hitchcock
Maybe he can afford your liposuction stretch and tax deduction
The verse is still introduction
So you like a sad puppy
lookin at me through the fish like a guppy
(Why you to look at me so stupid like that?)

in the shade - I know your type
Maxin in the shade - I your type
in the shade - I know your type

First of all I bought the food you even say thank you
Now put on bibs and chew your ribs
You got grease on your and your favorite skirt
call your mom after you get off work so your head hurt
You wasn't invited to the concert V.I.P. backstage
Who's What you doin here?
I'm ashamed of you, I'm bein
I you, I'm not gonna face you
take you to White Castle asshole
I wear platinum, I wear gold
My maturity ability is at you like comedy
You need to sit down, pull out a TV dinner
Peanut and jelly'll fill up your belly
in the cabinet start grabbin it
Kool-Aid and lemonade get under the shade
and let the barbershop, give bob wig a tight fade

Maxin in the shade - I know type
Maxin in the shade - I know your
Maxin in the - I know your type
Maxin in the

You slept the wrong man
All seven of your big-head kids are ugly