Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same game
The of girl giving out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her more than
Ass so fat that you could see it from the
She spot me paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your name love, where you came
Neck and wrist laced up, very make-up
The slims at the gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the thing that you made of
I tried to it low key but couldn't keep it down
Asked her to dance she was like, yo I'm now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She Cris straight up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
is on the stand big things is in the plans
The brother Big Moon make for me to move in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I turn around, say
It was the pretty bird who I had priorly observed
Trying to me for the herb
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I just played along and I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much about you it's nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth reserved for crew
And ended up sitting directly next to me
I'm polite but now I'm looking at her skeptically
Cause baby got all the right weaponry
fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you me bro
Even I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm to murk, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, how you gon' leave before you dance me

Yo, let me apologize for the other night, I know it right
But baby you know what its like, brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a ain't really that original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded on her waist
Heating my up like the Arizona summer
Song finished then she whispered honey, let's numbers
three: weeks of dating late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and
She on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She away smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
me that tan line and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Sweetest
Burning candles, all my other got cancelled
Man I it like an Idaho potato
She me at my J.O., come now, I can't say no
tree trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, lover not ease up
Three months, she call I feel I'm running a
Six months, I'm telling her I desperately her
months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to it down I'm really trying to lock it down
we hook up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to it
She telling me commitment is something she can't
up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, my is on Harrison Ford frantic
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty
some banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up