Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

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

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

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

Me and yo' daughter, this thing going on
(We got a special kind of going on)
You say it's puppy
We say it's full
Hope that we this, feel this way forever
You can plan a picnic
But you predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

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

Uh, uh,
"Look at the way he me"
Shit, at the way you treat me
You see your nosy-ass home girls
got your ass sent up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to
And ride this on out
Now you and your girl speaking no more
Cause my all in her mouth
what I'm talking about? 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 bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and mama

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