Luyện nghe bài hát Maxin in the Shade

Hey girl, you frontin on phone
That cellular ain't workin
that? 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 in the kitchen
and turkey on top of the 'fridgerator
That's right girl, don't your eyes at me like a alligator
Put your Chanel shades on, walk with your thong in your
Runnin your fingers through your raise(?)
Look at girlfriend with her hair weave fallin out
On my phone, runnin up my
to broke-ass drug dealer friends
to Western Union you three dollars Cancun
You're now in the red with your real hair stickin under your wig
showin behind your head, with real, pimples on your
You can't disrespect me in my them cigarettes smell
for NBA players to take you to eat and you don't even have gas
Actin pretty you to pull over in Taco Bell
I seen your before with mice spittin
seeds in your living room floor
I know type.. I know your type

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

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

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

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

First of all I bought the food you didn't say thank you
Now put on your bibs and chew ribs
You got grease on your hand and favorite skirt
I'ma call your mom after you get off work so head hurt
You invited to the concert that's V.I.P. backstage
Who's What you doin here?
I'm ashamed of you, I'm straight
I you, I'm not gonna face you
I'ma take you to White asshole
I wear platinum, I wear gold
My maturity ability is laughin at you like
You to sit down, pull out a Swanson TV dinner
Peanut butter and fill up your belly
Bread in the start grabbin it
and lemonade get comfortable under the shade
and let the barbershop, give your bob wig a tight

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

You with the wrong man
All of your big-head kids are ugly {*laughing*}