Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher's Daughter

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

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

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

The daughter, she an illegitimate child
She know the word, but she be runnin' in streets foul
She married to a man, but crushin' his brother now
See her in the place loud and boisterous
With spandex on, chokin' her oysters
She a in the form of a goddess
virtuous or modest, poison the part is
Breakin' the vessel, turn brother brother
Man, how she molest you
That's why the man prolly a mess too
Cause the that she devourin' is evil
Never sin righteous people
Black widow, preacher's comin' to eat you

The only girl could ever please me
Was the daughter of a man
The only that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl that could please me
Was the daughter of a man
The girl that 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 with black
I her up, fed her all my wisdom
Her father spit the gospel but she never the vision
Brutal ass whoopins, always facin' these
So she only fuck with thugs that'll wind up in the
Them greasy quick to squeeze a ratchet
Never knew the of virtue, Ecclesiastes
Like, a for peace, a time for war
A time to though, she never felt God before
love that'll pop like a kernel, this is grown folk talk
Between me and her, it concern you

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