Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

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

I'm sorry Ms. (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your cry
I a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. (oh), I am for real
meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion

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

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

Ten out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never seems that long until grown
And notice the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician to all the sadder
Thoughts of me, of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the feeling her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need knee, pads
It happened for a reason one be, mad
So know this, that 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 girls
Done got your ass up the creek G
a paddle, you left to straddle
And ride thing on out
Now you and girl ain't speaking no more
Cause my dick all in her
what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, and to the G they be the same thing
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and your

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