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 overtime from dusk 'til dusk
one fine 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 to consider the world
Or it's that I'm your man
But hun, you were my girl
Don't get me wrong, I
People come together, we could roll as a
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
it, brain 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 first got (yeah)
I took you home, now we distance
I'm you cum over the phone, phone
man thinks you tickle 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)
an '86 Caprice Classic, spin
{Breath smelling, like I'm mixed with melon}
I ain't telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the
Your toenails was looking psyched 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)
darling keep them stuck
Ay ay, what happened between you and Simone
'Cause I heard shit about her
***call beep***
Oh shit on

("Michelle" on phone)
This streets getting all the ac-action
You give me what you can't give
So I give you something that you tend to the world
Or it's that 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 depends on the
Show you love, felt you melt when I you a hug
I guess my rap to you is like salt to a
Taking it, by brain it ain't all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the measure
I'm taking you and your pleasure
To the highest plateau,
we first got together
I you home, now we long distance
I'm making you cum over the phone,
man thinks you tickle yourself the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom door his dick
Like a dog his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth
Like an '86 Classic, spin
Smelling, like I'm amaretto with melon
I ain't telling nobody how you gets you gets on the phone
Your toenails was looking psyched last we performed
It was funny when you whispered rape into the micro with the and
(nigga)
What the fuck, you was illing in the back of my
(Nigga you who you talking to?)
darling keep them stuck
Ay ay, what ever between you and Michelle
'Cause I crazy shit about her
(Yo motherfucker is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You don't even who the fuck you're talking to) oh oh
(Clicking the fucking line and not realizing that you're to the same
fucking girl you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah
(What the fuck, you don't try to me nigga)