Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Shit

Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a
Oh, how I tossed ass up
a mission in the woods
Woody woodpecker if he could

But I want to pass it up
To the next man had my bumpin' on
The fifty yard and my adrenaline pumpin'
Like a kill thriller tiller out with the miller brew

up, took it 'til the damn Dutch puked
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Luke skywalker a sweet talker so I got ill
With my saber that came in one fancy flavor
My strange led to an outburst

The night good but the day got worse
I thought I was alone slim the stowaway
a brown-eyed bombshell that was dope enough to pay
I looked over my shoulder and my cover was
By my whole school sayin', "Ooh" and I'm for real

Oh shit, oh shit, oh

to say the least
I'm so slick that need to call me grease
'Cuz I slips and I slides I rides on the beast
and your mom sittin' in a tree, K I S S I N G

Yo, first comes the
And then the she my homey's M O M, what?
(M I E)
Yo and to from day one in my eyes I show fear
'Cuz I into his house, his mom's grinnin' ear to ear

Gigglin' and for weeks
I encounter from this female
sizin' me up for the kill
Oh, what the hell is what I said to
So that I wouldn't worry, I'm sittin' on the
And wish Greg please hurry up

She offered me a cup of ripple, broke out the
Squezed her nipple, said, "Suck it if you like but please bite it"
I had an urge to say fuck it but I knew I had to it

I could say alakazam
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I took this old bitch in a style
walked in the room that nigga cold had a fit
But all numbskull could say was, oh shit

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
Son-of-a bitch, son-of-a bitch, on

One fine summertime Sunday
Crenshaw Boulevard was in swing
Perfect of how looks can be deceiving
Rolled up to what I thought was a young thing
Rollin' in a Samurai Suzuki dookie braids
Was an aid to her sex

Dude she was dope man real on the wheel
Well, anyway I toot, toot she said, "Hey, a beep, beep"
The next day down to the beach
Tuesday me and my new cutie
Coolin' on the beach and now rubbin' on my booty

Suck, suck, on my neck like dracula
But it wasn't all spectacular
(Why?)
'Cuz I tried to touch upon her tay-titty
She would be quit B
Bitch was frontin' but I say nothin'

Then all of the after someone pushed the button
I got a funny feeling like was real wrong
Looked at her shoes and her was real long

it hit me, oh please God no
Don't let ho turn out to be a John doe
He a fast one on me, yo
I guess that's one of those things that make you go,

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
Oh shit, oh shit, oh