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

Sho' nuff as the 7-11
I's in for Plumskinnz from like when?
A rooster a-booster, vickin all the hens a grin
Thick chicks, but even sticks got least ten
Up high, the up I'm covered
With the fuzz from the peaches says the streets hit the toe
low on the down low
I the right juice from the darkest fruits got roots, a superhoe
Mind wanderin, mind tricks
I want Nestle picks my best of games to kicks
Tongue tied up, tied up confidin
if I could I'll stoop to trickin'
Beware the grocer when ya crush em your thumbs though oh?
See no grocer wants bruised yo so?
Once bruised one time, forgotten
And once the plums is rotten, the skinzz'll cut gums
At the corner store a sign reads, "For Sale Plumskinzz Cocktail"
Only ones runnin to the corner is males
Open all night, the corner plumskinzz is
Back to the honeyplum swift with gift
And if the plum is pit I guess just plead fifth
I'll say sweet young, your?have some
You got peach fuzz
"Yeah you know me!" well I'm down O.P.Plumskinzz
drool with all the juice you dribble
Scribble the beeper code, so the X can gets a
Trust, just, in you're asked why
my buttonfly is a fruit fly
Huntin for those

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

Since last we 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
Skinzz'll be smoked like, and Hedges
Legs over ledges, I'm heels
Over heels, five-nine is the of how I build
But then hard come, oh and how
It makes me feel as if I needs, a
No I ain't gon' never refuse in booze
I find the Gods and crews, seekin to bruise
Up lovely kickin game, no shame
shape got me Great date but untamed
You never knows, where my hand next
Suprise, I'm in your plumskin
for lust-ful got me lustin
Honies ask for it, but they start bustin
Want ya, need ya, but don't seed ya
Baby listen close, and follow this
You feel my while I rub your plumskin
But before you go you know we get somethin
Start-ed, pump-kin, pie
I promise to lick ya til your runs dry
By the fruit you bare I you got spoon
In my room I search this Fruit of my Loom
I never touch young bright them plums til they age
Oooh-ahh plumsauce baby food is Subroc
Don't I ain't good when I'm gooder
Don't I won't when I woulda
I save plums in lump sums because I may want it
I wouldn't want my plum to turn prune
Unless it be all that, be all
It matter, just black sweet ones come fatter
I'm kinda, kinda picky my fruit mix
But fix fat drums in the batter
They say you must, must a little plum
I say, "With that idea kid, dumb"
I the role, play the role, kinda shy
And keep the concept to the fly
The question, my oh my, any left for thy
I pick fruit, plus vick 'em galore
Raw as can be, I can be more adore
My sweet gift shot Quickdraw McGraw
It's plenty much, plenty much to go
I weigh 'em by the hand, take 'em by the
I slap big, bot-tom round
But if now, sit tight, I just hound you down
Things that you go "Mmmmm"
a sugarplum, use your 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