Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came with the type game
The type of girl giving out the cell phone and name
Big fame, she like with big thangs
Jewels chip, clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
She me like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty
Hot
What's your name love, you came from
and wrist laced 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 she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, winding her 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, let me introduce
I turn around, say
It was the same bird who I had priorly observed
Trying to me for the herb
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 much good you it's nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth reserved for especially
And honey-love up sitting directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm looking at her
Cause baby girl got all the right
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 peace to the
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

Yo, let me apologize for the 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 dance ain't really original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song finished then she honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
She walked smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
me that tan line and that tattoo
Playing Sade, 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 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 telling her I need her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms when not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it
Midnight we up and go at it
Burn a and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She telling me commitment is something she can't
Wake up the morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, my is on Harrison Ford frantic
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty
With some banging ass Asian playing lay it and lick me up