Luyện nghe bài hát Suga Daddy

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

("Michelle" on phone)
*** Ringing ***
3 O'clock in the morning, who's me?
(yo)
This fucking getting all the ac-action
Don't you give me what you can't back
So I give you that you tend to consider the world
Or it's cool that I'm man
But hun, you never my girl
get me wrong, I mean
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 my raps to you is like salt to a slug
it, brain by brain it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure like Rain, analyze to the last measure
I'm taking you and pleasure points
To the plateau, forever
Remember we first got (yeah)
I took you home, now we distance
I'm making you cum over the phone,
Your man thinks you tickle yourself the way you
With his ears to the bathroom holding his dick
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
my Earth is your skin, smooth travelling (you're crazy)
Like an '86 Classic, spin
{Breath smelling, I'm amaretto mixed with melon}
I telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the phone
toenails was looking psyched last time we performed (ha ha ha ha)
It was funny when you whispered into the mic with the audio on

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

("Michelle" on phone)
This fucking streets all the ac-action
You give me what you can't back
So I give you something that you tend to consider the
Or cool that I'm your man
But hun, you were my girl
get me wrong, I mean, I mean
People come together, we roll as a team
It all depends on the
Show you love, felt you melt when I you a hug
I my rap to you is like salt to a slug
Taking it, brain by it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, to the next measure
I'm taking you and your pleasure
To the plateau, forever
Remember we first got
I took you home, now we long
I'm you cum over the phone, phone
Your man thinks you tickle the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom door his dick
a dog hold his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth
an '86 Caprice Classic, spin
Smelling, like I'm mixed with melon
I ain't telling nobody how you when you gets on the phone
Your was looking psyched last time we performed
It was funny when you whispered into the micro with 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 happened between you and
'Cause I heard crazy shit her
(Yo this is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You even know who the fuck you're talking to) oh oh
(Clicking the line and not realizing that you're talking to the same
fucking girl you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah
(What the fuck, you don't try to me nigga)