Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came with the type game
The of girl giving out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats with big
chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her more than
Ass so fat that you could see it from the
She spot me paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty
Hot
What's your name love, where you came
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym your frame up
Is and spice the only thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but keep it down
Asked her to dance she was like, yo I'm now
An later, sounds from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, her waist up
two: 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 turn around, say
It was the same pretty bird who I had priorly
Trying to me for the herb
Shocked as hell she couldn't get it
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 booth reserved for crew
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm polite but now I'm looking at her skeptically
Cause girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is with me mentally
We conversated, a laugh, yeah you know 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 with me

Yo, let me apologize for the night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a dance really that original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder
playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up like the summer
Song then she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
three: weeks of dating late 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 Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Sweetest
candles, all my other plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it an Idaho 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
Three months, she I feel I'm running a fever
Six months, I'm telling her I desperately 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 commitment is she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she like it was magic
Ah damn it, my is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly enchantress
Next week, hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club
With some banging ass Asian playing lay it down and me up