Luyện nghe bài hát MsPacman

Ms.
She even do no trappin
'Cause her got a sack, man
Ms.
I that woman on my back, man
Yellow like Pacman
Ms,
You can the way she actin'
That she I got a pack in
Ms.
I that woman on my back, man
like I got the package.
Ms.

Gimme pussy and cook me pancakes
mornin that I wake
It's juice and chopped steak
Niggas can't relate if ain't never had a Pacman
Same thing as bent woman rollin with a man
When I'm outta state she wait for me to come in with the
Ms. Pacman top bitch the one they love to hate
She get on top and take her and then she do it slow
Ms Pacman got a ten like Jackie-O
thick, fine, on my sideline
Ms. Pacman the definition of a
thick, fine, on my sideline
a dope boy's bitch the of a dime

[Jackie-O
Jumpin outta fresh paper tags, purp
I take my Gucci home home and get my Louis hurt 'em
Hold up baby,
I'm a
If you ain't
Then point me to bossman
So I can do it
You niggas servin like you niggas servin whoppers
Roll me up a blunt of kush and me: "baby, test that"
He got my table lookin like a meth lab
Five thousand pocket change, just for my book
'Cause my top so fire hard that I ain't gotta
I sit lookin gorgeous while he whippin up his meter
Another 28 grams will put Giussepe's on my

[Gucci Verse]
Now my partner the a long pass and Gucci Mane it
Started soon as I touched the 40 (yeeeaahhhh)
The was catchin up
My back tossed it
We still scored six 'cause we used blockin
It's only six pounds yet the still dirty
The trap of fame to retire my jersey
I call her Ms. but she's not workin
Ass that soft do no servin
An ass like she can't be no virgin
She look a Dolphins cheerleader in person
Ms. Pacman talk that often
Her make moves so she know to keep walkin
And just a cell I don't see her that often
Don't know the trunk'll slam that heart of in a coffin
And just like a cell I don't see her that
Don't know trunk is bigger, man hers or the dunk