Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

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

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

My drama mama, don't like me
She be doing things like having them boys come from her
To the studio trying to 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 her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, medical bills 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 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, 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, this way forever
You can plan a picnic
But you predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle it on my mouth and I'll decline
King queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the swing
On the oak tree, I hope we like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never seems long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too
Ms. Jackson my were good I wish I could
Become a magician to all the sadder
of me, thoughts 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, 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, at the way you treat me
You see little nosy-ass home girls
Done got your ass sent up the G
a paddle, you left to straddle
And ride thing on out
Now you and girl ain't speaking no more
Cause my all in her mouth
Know what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity,
Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the thing
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on singing the song
Let be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your

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