Luyện nghe bài hát Suga Daddy

CHORUS
They used to call me local suga daddy, all stuff
I was a motherfucker every woman would trust
Smooth rhymes overtime from dusk 'til
'Til one evening when I cold fucked up

("Michelle" on phone)
*** Ringing ***
3 O'clock in the morning, who's me?
(yo)
This fucking streets all the ac-action
you give me what you can't give back
So I give you something that you tend to the world
Or it's that I'm your man
But hun, you were my girl
Don't get me wrong, I
come together, we could roll as a team
It all on the weather
Show you love, felt you when I threw you a hug
I guess my raps to you is salt to a slug
Taking it, by brain it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure Purple Rain, analyze to the last measure
I'm taking you and your points
To the plateau, forever
Remember we got together (yeah)
I took you home, now we distance
I'm making you cum the phone, phone
Your man thinks you yourself the way you moan
With his ears to the bathroom door holding his
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, travelling (you're crazy)
Like an '86 Classic, spin
{Breath smelling, like I'm amaretto with melon}
I telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the phone
Your was looking psyched last time we performed (ha ha ha ha)
It was funny when you whispered rape into the mic the audio on

What the fuck, you was illing in the of the truck
(Baby I got the picture)
Cool keep them stuck
Ay ay, what ever happened between you and
'Cause I heard crazy about her
***call beep***
Oh hold on

("Michelle" on phone)
This fucking getting all the ac-action
You give me what you give back
So I you something that you tend to consider the world
Or it's cool I'm your man
But hun, you never my girl
get me wrong, I mean, I mean
People come together, we could as a team
It all on the weather
Show you love, felt you when I threw you a hug
I guess my rap to you is like salt to a
it, brain by brain it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the measure
I'm you and your pleasure points
To the highest plateau,
Remember we first got
I took you home, now we distance
I'm you cum over the phone, phone
Your man thinks you tickle the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom door holding his
a dog hold his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my is your skin, smooth travelling
Like an '86 Caprice Classic,
Smelling, like I'm amaretto mixed with
I ain't telling how you gets when you gets on the phone
toenails was looking psyched last time we performed
It was funny when you whispered rape the micro with the audio and
(nigga)
What the fuck, you was in the back of my truck
(Nigga you who you talking to?)
Cool darling keep them
Ay ay, what happened between you and Michelle
'Cause I heard crazy shit her
(Yo motherfucker is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You don't know who the fuck you're talking to) oh oh
(Clicking the fucking and not realizing that you're talking to the same
fucking you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah shit
(What the fuck, you don't try to me nigga)