Luyện nghe bài hát Suga Daddy

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

("Michelle" on phone)
*** Phone ***
3 O'clock in the morning, who's me?
(yo)
This streets getting 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 my girl
Don't get me wrong, I
People come together, we roll as a team
It all on the weather
Show you love, felt you melt I threw you a hug
I guess my raps to you is salt to a slug
Taking it, brain by brain it all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, to the last measure
I'm you and your pleasure points
To the highest plateau,
we first got together (yeah)
I took you home, now we long
I'm making you cum the phone, phone
Your man thinks you tickle yourself the way you
With his ears to the bathroom door holding his
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is skin, smooth travelling (you're crazy)
Like an '86 Caprice Classic,
{Breath smelling, like I'm amaretto with melon}
I telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the phone
Your toenails was psyched last time we performed (ha ha ha ha)
It was funny when you whispered rape into the mic with the on

What the fuck, you was illing in the back of the
(Baby I got the picture)
Cool darling keep them
Ay ay, what happened between you and Simone
'Cause I crazy shit about her
waiting beep***
Oh hold on

("Michelle" on phone)
This fucking getting all the ac-action
You give me what you can't give
So I give you something that you tend to consider the
Or it's that I'm your man
But hun, you never my girl
Don't get me wrong, I mean, I
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, by brain it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the next
I'm taking you and pleasure points
To the highest plateau,
we first got together
I took you home, now we distance
I'm making you cum over the phone,
Your man thinks you yourself the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom holding his dick
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my is your skin, smooth travelling
an '86 Caprice Classic, spin
Smelling, like I'm mixed with melon
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 into the micro the audio and
(nigga)
What the fuck, you was illing in the of my truck
(Nigga you who you talking to?)
Cool darling keep them
Ay ay, what ever between you and Michelle
'Cause I crazy shit about her
(Yo this is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You don't know who the fuck you're talking to) oh oh
(Clicking the fucking line and not realizing that you're to the same
girl you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah shit
(What the fuck, you don't try to me nigga)