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 like

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

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

Me and yo' daughter, this thing going on
(We got a special kind of thing on)
You say it's puppy
We say it's full
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 I'll
meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib the Goodyear swing
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 intentions were good I wish I
Become a magician to all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, of he
Asking what happened to the feeling her and me
Had, I pray so about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a one can't be, mad
So know this, know everything's cool
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 your little nosy-ass home
Done got ass sent up the creek G
a paddle, you left to straddle
And this thing on out
Now you and girl ain't speaking no more
Cause my all in her mouth
Know I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, and to the G they be the same thing
So who you placing the on, you keep on singing the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and mama

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