Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came the same type game
The type of girl giving out the fake 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 more once
Ass so fat that you see it from the front
She spot me like
Shot me a in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone your up
Is and spice the only thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An later, sounds from Jamaica
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 Big Moon make space for me to move in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the same pretty bird who I had priorly
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I just played along and pretended I met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so good about you it's nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth for crew especially
And honey-love ended up sitting next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right
Designer fabric, shoes, and
eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you me bro
Even though I the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm to murk, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, how you gon' leave before you with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, some brothers don't be coming
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a ain't really that original
We about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene weeks of dating late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
She away smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan and that tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my other plans got
Man I smashed it like an potato
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 her I desperately need her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms when 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 and let her know, sweetheart 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 shit is on Ford frantic
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