Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

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

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

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

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

Ten out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never seems that long 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 happened to the feeling that her and me
Had, I pray so much it need some knee, pads
It for a reason one can't be, mad
So know this, know that everything's
And yes I be present 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 little nosy-ass home girls
Done got ass sent up the creek G
a paddle, you left to straddle
And this thing on out
Now you and your girl speaking no more
my dick all in her mouth
Know what I'm 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 singing the same
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and mama

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