Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher's Daughter

The only girl that could please me
Was the daughter of a man
The only girl that could ever me
Was the of a preacher man

Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm 'bout to her my baby
Might make a baby, the thesis makin' her crazy
She know my style wavy, I'm circlin' her
Father, father was a preacher, I'm almost he hates me
But he gotta date me and look, his baby is grown
And she on her own who resides on the throne
I'm her king, she my queen, we it right in the zone
And she the fact that I'm even right when I'm wrong
When she was prayin' in church, I was in dirt
That's 100, I admit that we both was at first
When opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it
I'm just sayin' ain't no use in me strayin', that it worse
It's Wu-Tang, baby, my bang
And the preacher's daughter, I just call her my boo thang
And we than shoestrings, or 10 grand in rubber bands
Man, sometimes I tell your just don't understand

Yo, you mean Pastor Brown's
The preacher, the slave-maker of the poorer?
I used to see her Sundays comin' from
We used to kick it at her window her pops at work
Yo, her parents play
She couldn't even come out to on a school day
Thought she was gonna give me some on April day
(But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, way)

The preacher's daughter, she an child
She the word, but she be runnin' in them streets foul
She married to a man, but crushin' his brother now
See her in the market place and boisterous
With tight spandex on, her oysters
She a seductress in the form of a
Never virtuous or modest, poison the is
Breakin' the vessel, brother against brother
Man, that's how she you
That's why the preacher man prolly a too
Cause the fruit that she is evil
Never sin around people
widow, preacher's daughter comin' to eat you

The only girl could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl that could please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl could ever please me
Was the daughter of a man

I met her on the bus stop with black
That's why she said she don't fuck black guys
I her up, fed her all my wisdom
Her father spit the gospel but she caught the vision
ass whoopins, always facin' these evictions
So she only fuck with thugs that'll up in the system
Them greasy quick to squeeze a ratchet
Never the science of virtue, Ecclesiastes
Like, a for peace, a time for war
A time to laugh though, she never God before
Eternal love pop like a kernel, this is grown folk talk
Between me and her, it don't you

The girl that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl that could ever me
Was the daughter of a man
The only girl that could please me
Was the daughter of a man