Luyện nghe bài hát Suga Daddy

CHORUS
They used to call me local daddy, all that stuff
I was a motherfucker every woman would trust
Smooth rhymes from dusk 'til dusk
'Til one fine 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
Don't you give me what you can't back
So I give you something you tend to consider the world
Or it's cool that I'm man
But hun, you were never my
get me wrong, I mean
People 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 to you is like salt to a slug
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 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
his ears to the bathroom door holding his dick
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth (you're crazy)
an '86 Caprice Classic, spin
{Breath smelling, like I'm amaretto mixed melon}
I ain't telling nobody how you when you gets on the phone
Your toenails was looking psyched last we performed (ha ha ha ha)
It was funny when you rape into the mic with the audio on

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

("Michelle" on phone)
This streets getting all the ac-action
You give me what you can't give
So I give you something 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 roll as a team
It all on the weather
Show you love, felt you melt when I you a hug
I guess my rap to you is salt to a slug
Taking it, brain by brain it ain't all the
you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the next measure
I'm taking you and your pleasure
To the plateau, forever
we first got together
I you home, now we long distance
I'm making you cum the phone, phone
man thinks you tickle yourself the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom holding his dick
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth
an '86 Caprice Classic, spin
Smelling, like I'm amaretto with melon
I ain't telling nobody how you gets when you on the phone
Your toenails was looking psyched last 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 stuck
Ay ay, ever happened between you and Michelle
'Cause I heard crazy about her
(Yo this is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You don't even know who the fuck you're to) oh oh
(Clicking the fucking line and not that you're talking to the same
fucking girl you talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah shit
(What the fuck, you try to play me nigga)