Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Jockin Me

Hey, hey woman, was you at last night?

Ahh,
Right about now we're gonna get into somethin' real
This is the story a man and a woman
The man tried to kick, the woman
He gets large, now she
Let's look in on the story as this man's tellin' this girl, about

See girl, you stupid now
And I gotta tell you somethin' straight in face
You played yourself like a toy from Mattel
Tryin' to flaunt the little bit of you got

Why don't you go on there and let him diss you again?
See your girlfriend's and lookin' at me at the same time
But right now I'm gettin' ready to my hands
And get all the dirt off,

Back in the days, see you never had the
To come to my house, and let me you that I rhyme
You always made excuses, as
"I'm sleepin' right now, me back," no never mind
you and your friends are very hard to find

Lisa, Pamela, Angela,
The girls who shoplift, and everyday
Lookin' for Benz's, and a hamburger
Just to connive and rob a for cheese

That ain't right, girl, in fantasy world
I call you once, you never back
Twice, you never back
morning, live, I'm on Soul Train

Talkin' to Don
Saturday night, my phone
Saturday night, I answer
night, my phone rings again
Saturday night, I answer

Finally, I screened the call, hello?
"Hello? Hey Keith, me, baby, I miss you
Where you been at all this time? Whatchu been
Hey, you think we can hang out
Y'know, we really talk
You still workin' in the store?" Please
Stop me, girl

Stop me, girl
(You're me, baby)
Stop jockin me
(Slow down, you're me, baby)

Stop jockin me,
(You're me, baby)
Stop me, girl
(Yeah, you're me, baby)

Ha ha ha hah
Here we have the same scenario, but different
We a young man who's been followed by a secret admirer
She too once on the rap
Let's look in on his story and see happens

Uh, uh, baby, you know what? You really to check yourself
Yo, I this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century
And y'know you still practicin' these primitive
Y'know a brother when he gets large
yourself, baby
Let me over here and do my thing like this

Yo, B-boy comrades, this girl she keeps me
Regardless what I say, she's clockin' me
Houndin' me like a pest, callin' like obsessed
I tell her she'll get me but she'll never let

The rest for a day or two
goin' on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you"
And boy, was he right, I know you're wonderin'
This girl like a followed me into London

Show for show, state to state, after night
Hotel to hotel, and even the
She tried to play me
Now you believe, she tried to play high-post

At one time, I made a record
She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to it
She on the video, show on the TV
She couldn't it was me on the big screen

the hit, yeah, the record was kickin' brother
From day on, the girl, tried to smother me
Like a blanket, but I havin' it
I wasn't a grocery, and she baggin' it
So I my time, looked her in the eye
And said, "Stop me, girl"

jockin me, girl, you're daily jockin me
(You're me, baby)
jockin me girl, ahh girl, you're a hooker
(You're me, baby)

jockin me, girl, girl, I can't, get with you
(You're me, baby)
Stop me, girl
(You're me, baby)
Said won't ya get from me

So there you have it, typical of jockin
you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin' about somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you get dissed
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