Luyện nghe bài hát Msfat Booty

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats with big
Jewels chip, money clip, flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it the front
She spot me like
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty
Hot
What's your name love, where you came
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The at the Reebok gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't it down
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, winding her up
two: my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big make space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, let me introduce
I turn around, say
It was the pretty bird who I had priorly observed
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as hell she get it together
I just along and pretended I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I so much good about you it's nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth reserved for crew
And honey-love up sitting directly next to me
I'm polite but now I'm looking at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
Even I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say peace to the
She hop up like, how you gon' before you dance with me

Yo, let me apologize for the other night, I it wasn't right
But baby you what its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I a dance ain't really that original
We laughed about it, her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the fingers on her waist
my blood up like the Arizona summer
Song then she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
three: weeks of dating late night conversation
In the crib racing, trying to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
She away smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
me that tan line and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Sweetest
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I it like an Idaho potato
She call me at my J.O., come now, I say no
Ginseng trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, lover not ease up
Three months, she call I feel I'm running a
Six months, I'm telling her I need her
Nine months, symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm trying to lock it down
Midnight we up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, I got to have it
She me commitment is something she can't manage
up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison Ford
My 911's by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw at the kitty club
With some ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up