Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came the same type game
The type of girl giving out the fake phone and name
Big fame, she like with big thangs
chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat that you see it from the front
She spot me paparazzi
me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone your up
Is sugar and spice the only thing you made of
I tried to it low key but couldn't keep it down
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An later, sounds from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, winding her up
two: my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the stand big 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 play me for the
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 good about you nice to finally meet
We to the booth reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
Cause baby got all the right weaponry
fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, a laugh, yeah you know me bro
though 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 it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, some don't be coming right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a ain't really that original
We laughed it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded on her waist
Heating my blood up like the summer
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late conversation
In the crib racing, trying to be cool and patient
She on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She walked away smiling, singing Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan line and tattoo
Playing Sade, Taboo
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it like an potato
She me at my J.O., come now, I can't say no
Ginseng trunks, rocking the P-funk
her knees up, champion lover not ease 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 I'm really trying 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 is something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone it was magic
Ah damn it, my is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly Taurus
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty
With some banging ass Asian lay it down and lick me up