Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Girl Bullsh*t

Oh baby, I can't with you, I can't live without you, yeah
Live with you, I can't without you, babe, I like this
Oh babe, oh, I can't live with you, I can't live without you,
Bad boy, baby, bad boy, yeah, yeah, go

I duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff, yeah
ya blood clot 'fore I cock the fifth!
Had a bitch in my '03 six, had a hoe
My red gold on her wrist, now
Think about it while the you roam

Fuck around, won't be in the crib when you get home
I roll Sean Combs, I'm in Caprice, that's right
Jet ski, watching duke through the global phone, go
Bad boy through in the toy, bad boy, baby
And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood up oi

Y'all don't want a girl in Saint Laurent
rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabban', now, yeah
And what the he on? Stop your blood clot crying
'Fore plates start flying, I'm a bad girl
bitch grinding, bad girl, Sean John Rolls
Hold chocolate diamonds, go, Mario

What am I to do, you act a fool?
Do I put on your shoes and act a fool you?
Now baby, that ain't cool, you got a clue
What you had in me, too to see
And I don't really be, baby

What's the reason you me?
Girl, the is you need me
you say that you trust me
Then you go and me

Now I all I can
And I I'm a good man
God, I wash my hands, make plan
'Cos I don't really wanna stay,

So if you wanna go, right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty girl
If you wanna leave, it's with me
Matter of fact, I'm begging
Take pretty girl, bull

Now is number two, them chance I gave to you
You said, "It was the end" but here we go
I thought I was a friend, not another man
While holding hands, you don't
And I don't get you, baby

the reason you want me
Girl, the truth is you me
First you say you trust me
Then you go and me

Now I all I can
And I I'm a good man
God, I my hands, make another plan
'Cos I don't really stay, baby

So if you go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay me
Matter of fact I'm begging
Take your girl, bull

Aiyyo, aiyyo, Fox
Now the tables dun turned and duke off, yeah
But I'm stylin' you Fox cover the source, you see it
Y'all see the G5, see me come through, yeah, verr' nice crib
And a blue five, y'all see the G4, you see it, yeah

Duke out the hood, let me take you on a Tito borough tour
Come on, y'all don't want a in Juicy Couture, no, you don't
rather fuck a hoe in a Reebok velor
But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing, yeah, bad
Y'all know how Fox do it the Sean John fashion, that's right

So tell me why you continue to Why?
I seen the bitch in the seven five L.I. now
Just tell me why I continue to try, full of
He acting like a star can't cry, on man
He acting like I'm blind, what? And how he this bullshit
He like I ain't get the nigga fly, let's go

So if you wanna go, walk right out door
I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay me, oh yeah
Matter of fact I'm begging
Take pretty girl, bull

So if you wanna go, walk out that door
'Cos I don't no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay me
Matter of fact I'm begging
Take your pretty girl,

So if you wanna go, walk right out door
I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's with me