Luyện nghe bài hát Or Wut

[Intro:
Ay, what's homey?
This yo' boy Plies, man (shaw-tay)
Ay Pain, I want you tell 'em bout your shawty
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaaaaah)
And I'mma tell em bout mine,

[Hook:
Now, even though I'm not yo man, you not my
I'mma you my - shaaaaaaw-ty...
Cause I stand to see you treated bad, I beat his ass
For my - shaaaaaaaw-ty...
And we did nothin that we ain't sup'POSED to do
you my - shaaaaaaw-ty... (oh-oh)
Baby girl you know I be home, keep me on the
Shaaaaaaw-ty - it to me girl!

Soon as I her, shieet, told her I'd pay for it
mama the baddest thing 'round here, she already know it
I pointed at the donk and told her, "This to be yours" (ha ha!)
Showed her a stacks and told her I'd let her blow it
The hottest in the city baby you can't ignore it
I showed her I was a nigga n' she went for it
First time I caught her shit, she ain't even kno' how to back
Now she a animal, I got her sex right
I taught her how to talk to me she take pipe
And opened her up and showed her what a real nigga
I told her, "I'on't usually do this, fuck on the first night
Cause after I beat ya baby, I'm to fuck up ya whole life!"
I gotta train her, now she suck me ice
I call her my bust-it baby, cause she keep it tight
Whenever I tell her to bust, ain't gotta her twice
I wanna get off, she know how to get me right

[Interlude:
Oh-oh (whooooooooa), oh-oh, oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Oh-oh, (WH-OA-wh-oa, wh-oa), oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Shawwwwww-DEEEE-EEEE, yeah...
Oh-oh (whooooooooa), oh-oh, oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Oh-oh, (WH-OA-wh-oa, wh-oa), oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
(Shaaaaaaw-ty, yeah) SHAW-DEE, whoa, w-w-wh-oa, OH!

I love to show her off, cause all the dope want her
why dey wanna beat badly, look at all dat ass on her!
Look how dat pussy sit up in them shorts, you want her
Love when she act like she bowlegged and the co'ner
She proud to be fuckin me, I'm stuntin on 'em!
It feel to be fuckin a real nigga, do'nuh?
Ain't called her in two days, let her mind wonder
But when she miss me, she call to me to jump on her
That's why I don't breakin 'er off, cause she ain't with the drama
If you done her before, you know how to cuff lil' mama
You know she gotta be somethin, cause I done her hunda
snatchin, not now, I'm tellin ya, I promise!
I exposed her to and now she hate lame
she used to run from me, now she like pain
She call me sometimes just to ask is it her
Ever since I ran up in shawty, she ain't the same

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