Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher's Daughter

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

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

Yo, you mean Pastor daughter?
The preacher, the rich of the poorer?
I used to see her Sundays comin' church
We used to kick it at her when her pops at work
Yo, her parents play
She couldn't even out to play on a school day
Thought she was gonna me some on April Fool's 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 she's his brother now
See her in the place loud 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, how she molest you
That's why the preacher man prolly a too
Cause the that she devourin' is evil
Never sin around people
widow, preacher's daughter comin' to eat you

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

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

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