Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas,
Mamas, mamas, mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like

I'm sorry Ms. (oh), I am for real
meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for
meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion

My baby's mama, don't like me
She be doing things having them boys come from her neighborhood
To the trying to fight me
She need to get a, of the american pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a
Private school, daycare, shit bills I pay that
I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid
She rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's I ain't invited
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall
All you, do is defend lady when I call you, yeah

Me and yo' daughter, got's this thing on
(We got a special kind of thing on)
You say it's puppy
We say it's grown
Hope that we feel this, feel way forever
You can plan a pretty
But you can't the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and decline
King meets queen, then the puppy thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the Goodyear
On the oak tree, I hope we feel this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never that long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions good I wish I could
Become a to abacadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need knee, pads
It for a reason one can't be, mad
So know this, know everything's cool
And yes I will be on the first day of school, and graduation

Uh, uh,
"Look at the way he me"
Shit, look at the way you me
You see your little nosy-ass home
Done got your ass up the creek G
a paddle, you left to straddle
And ride this on out
Now you and your girl ain't speaking no
Cause my all in her mouth
Know what I'm talking Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the thing
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on singing the same
Let be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your

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