Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the fake cell phone and
Big fame, she cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, clip, phone flip, the six range
I her on the Ave, spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it from the
She spot me like
Shot me a glance in that catwoman with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your name love, where you from
Neck and wrist laced up, little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is sugar and the only thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't it down
Asked her to she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris up, skanking, winding her waist up
two: my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big make space for me to move in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the same pretty who I had priorly observed
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I just along and pretended I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth for crew especially
And honey-love ended up sitting directly to me
I'm type polite but now I'm looking at her
baby girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
though I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say peace to the
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

Yo, let me apologize for the night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you what its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a dance ain't really original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her
Heating my blood up the Arizona summer
Song then she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late night
In the crib heart racing, trying to be and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
She walked away smiling, singing Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan line and that
Playing Sade, Taboo
Burning candles, all my other plans got
Man I smashed it like an Idaho
She call me at my J.O., now, I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion lover not up
months, she call I feel I'm running a fever
Six months, I'm telling her I desperately her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms shorty not around
I need than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it down
Midnight we up and go at it
a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She me commitment is something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison Ford
My 911's unanswered by my fly enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw at the kitty club
With banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up