Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the type game
The type of girl out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like with big thangs
chip, money 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 paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your love, where you came from
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The slims at the gym tone your 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 dance she was like, yo I'm now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, her waist up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big Moon space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me
I around, say word
It was the same pretty bird who I had priorly
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as hell she couldn't get it
I just played 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 booth reserved for crew
And honey-love ended up sitting directly to me
I'm type polite but now I'm looking at her
Cause baby girl got all the weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you me bro
Even I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say 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 wasn't
But you know what its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a dance ain't really original
We laughed about it, her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded on her waist
my blood up like the Arizona summer
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room silent
She walked away smiling, singing Gregory
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me tan line and that tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my other got cancelled
Man I smashed it like an Idaho
She call me at my J.O., come now, I say no
Ginseng tree trunks, rocking the
Cocking her knees up, champion lover not up
Three months, she call I feel I'm a fever
Six months, I'm her I desperately need her
months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really trying to it down
Midnight we up and go at it
a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She telling me commitment is something she manage
Wake up the next morning, she like it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison Ford
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club
some banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up