Luyện nghe bài hát Plumskinzz

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

nuff as the 7-11 wins
I's in for from begin like when?
A a-booster, vickin all the hens with a grin
Thick chicks, but sticks got friends least ten
Up high, the up I'm covered
the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets hit the toe
Down low on the low
I know the juice from the darkest fruits got roots, a superhoe
Mind wanderin, mind tricks
I want Nestle Quik picks my best of to kicks
Tongue tied up, tongue tied up
Thinkin' if I could stoop to trickin'
Beware the grocer when ya crush em with thumbs though oh?
See no grocer wants bruised yo so?
Once bruised one time, 'tis
And once the plums is rotten, the skinzz'll cut your
At the store a sign reads, "For Sale Plumskinzz Fruit Cocktail"
Only ones runnin to the corner is pale
Open all night, the plumskinzz is stale
Back to the honeyplum that's swift gift
And if the plum is pit I I'll just plead fifth
I'll say sweet young, from some
You got peach fuzz
"Yeah you know me!" well I'm with O.P.Plumskinzz
Don't drool with all the you dribble
Scribble the beeper code, so the X can a nibble
Trust, just, in case asked why
Behind my buttonfly is a fly
for those plumskinzz

I a hip, hop, shooby doo wop
When I'm checkin for the plums, ya stop
I said a hip, hop, doo wop
When I'm lickin on the plums, ya don't
I a hip, hop, shooby doo wop
I'm eatin on the plum, ya don't stop
I a hip, hop, shooby doo wop
Like suckin on a plum, ya don't

last we spoke I cried about Teddy Ruxpin
And me myself, in a dream, in a tux and uhh
Now the toys in my bed hit the edges
be smoked like, Benson and Hedges
Legs ledges, I'm over heels
Over heels, five-nine is the of how I build
But hard times come, oh and how
It makes me feel as if I needs, a
No I ain't gon' seek refuse in booze
I the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to bruise
Up somethin lovely game, no shame
shape got me Great date but untamed
You never knows, where goes my hand
Suprise, I'm in your plumskin
for lust-ful got me lustin
Honies ask for it, but then they start
Want ya, need ya, but don't wanna ya
Baby listen close, and this procedure
You feel my while I rub your plumskin
But before you go you we gotta get somethin
Start-ed, pump-kin, pie
I to lick ya til your well runs dry
By the fruit you bare I you got spoon
In my room I search some this of my Loom
I touch young bright them plums til they reach age
Oooh-ahh plumsauce baby is Subroc stage
Don't I ain't good when I'm gooder
Don't think I won't when I
I save plums in lump sums I may want it soon
Damn I wouldn't want my plum to prune
it be all that, be all that
It won't matter, just sweet ones come fatter
I'm kinda, kinda with my fruit mix
But always fix fat in the batter
They say you must, must share a little
I say, "With that kid, you're dumb"
I the role, play the role, kinda shy
And keep the to unbutton the fly
The question, my oh my, any left for thy
I pick fresh fruit, vick 'em galore
Raw as can be, I can be much adore
My sweet gift shot Quickdraw McGraw
It's plenty much, plenty much to go
I weigh 'em by the hand, 'em by the pound
Maybe I slap big, bot-tom
But if now, sit tight, I just hound you down
that make you go "Mmmmm"
Taste a sugarplum, use mouth, go "Mmmmm"
If you ain't already been, yo catch me a finnicky grin
And you should know, Flynn I'm in
For plumskinzz