Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats big thangs
Jewels chip, clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her than once
Ass so fat that you see it from the front
She spot me like
Shot me a glance in catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your name love, you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very little
The slims at the Reebok gym 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, sounds from
She sipping straight 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 Moon make space for me to in
Hey, this my man Mos, let me introduce
I turn around, say
It was the same pretty bird who I had observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as hell she 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 it's to finally meet
We moved to the reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm polite but now I'm looking at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the weaponry
fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me
We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you me bro
Even though I know the steelo, she sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say to the family
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

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