Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the fake cell 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 than once
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
She spot me like
me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very make-up
The at the Reebok gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but keep it down
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene two: my fam 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 bird who I had priorly observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
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 nice to meet
We moved to the booth 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 girl got all the right
fabric, shoes, and accessories
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 peace to the
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, some brothers 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 my shoulder blades
playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up the Arizona summer
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late night
In the crib heart racing, to be cool and patient
She on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She walked away smiling, Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
me that tan line and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Sweetest
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it like an Idaho
She call me at my J.O., come now, I say no
Ginseng tree trunks, the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion not ease up
months, she call I feel I'm running a fever
Six months, I'm telling her I desperately her
months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it
we hook up and go at it
Burn a and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She telling me commitment is something she manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison frantic
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty
With some banging ass playing lay it down and lick me up