Luyện nghe bài hát Sup Doder

[female voice] how do I you're any good?
voice] I'll give you a free sample
[male voice] and if you like it team up
voice] if not, no hard feelings
[female voice] fair

Indeed her is bad true
Her is wit
Mos def, I'm impressed by her of dress
A retro, get up
Lookin' a betty page pinup
Make me wanna release the in me
Who stays up
For days like these lit up
Boustiere the type to
lips have me frozen stiff
Watchin' her flick
As she a spliff
I amidst the smoky mist
Spoke to the in ways I'm known to
And once transfixed by my
We on to
and better nightcaps
To relax the syntact
That make her want to contact my
gymnastics
Is movements no time for fumbling
She shucked her
Contorted a pose, i
oppose the long stem rose
Protruding for my robe, she strolled to the
And made for the shades was closed
And I "supdoder? "
Then I "what's the " her
I or g'd her

Shit I had to her
Freak her like derek did mariah
Orgasm nigga I freed her
Her boyfriend's a crack
Flashin' on her straight wife
Drawn down with the nine
Tryin' to slap the handcuffs on her he the criminal
women know you can only pimp a ho
Don't try to get
'cause she suck another dick
And oh it be mine
I her out she walkin' pigeon-toed
Then I cast the fishin' pole
her in the indigo see-through
She an o
And it's oh
Cause she's just the type to let me it all, see
So I had a

I hit it, I did it I it
And we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it
Say you're (g'in? ) g'in
But anyway they beg for more and for sure
I hit it, I did it I admit it, I quit it
Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe!
the I "what's the re'd? " her
I g'd her

Now, the souls don't say "what up love" or "yo"
We see a thing and be like "sup doe!"
She prob'ly wit' it if you keep your body
If you bumming with no money she bouncin' like somebody
But that's cool though, 'cause in the bro
Win or lose there's always someone else to yo
That's the case in this rat
Whether she skinny and or bangin' with a wack face, i
Met a broad on the street, she said call her
a green nautica fleece
Ha, cute prob'ly her man's coat
That'll stop me the day I see somethin' on land
Put in your hand wrote the phone down
a week and two days passed
Plus wanna now
Supdoder, I "stammine'd" her
I g'd her

[phesto
Yeah permanent work on my hip
I'm swift
Jerry and terrell owens had a fifth
You know them two live
Dancer short and make you
black siren lookin' like salma hayek
With inflated pecs she playin' polo
'bout to start a at the hyatt by the colliseum what's the re
I'm sup doe! I see it's all (fiat? )
She said "what's that in your sweatpants a six foot
Frightened' she on a dick diet had me inspired
At times you can say her put up a whole lot of silence
The cream shootin' on her ass, tits and thighs
I'm no cassanova but I her while I hold a motorola
And rollin' dosia if I she's sober
That I only light in the at the flash of my busy busy minolta
She electrify when I'm with sexual voltage
out pole position if she fuckin' with the souls of mischief

I hit it, I did it I it
So we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it
Say g'in (g'in? ) g'in
But anyway beg for more and that's for sure
I hit it, I did it I admit it, I never it
Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe!
Supdoder I "stammine'd her"
I g'd her