Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came with the type game
The type of girl giving out the fake cell phone and
Big fame, she like cats with big
chip, money 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 glance in that catwoman stance with the fat pants
Hot
What's name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very little
The slims at the gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't it down
Asked her to dance she was like, yo I'm now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping straight up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the stand big things is in the
The Big Moon make space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me
I turn around, say
It was the same bird who I had priorly observed
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as hell she 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 about you it's nice to finally
We moved to the booth for crew especially
And honey-love ended up sitting next to me
I'm type but now I'm looking at her skeptically
baby 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
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 gon' leave before you with me

Yo, let me apologize for the other night, I it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, some brothers don't be right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a dance ain't really original
We laughed about it, traced her across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song then she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be and patient
She on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She walked away smiling, Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me 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., now, I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, rocking the
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 desperately her
months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really trying to 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 something she manage
Wake up the next morning, she like it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison 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 playing lay it down and me up