Luyện nghe bài hát Sup Doder

[female voice] how do I know any good?
[male voice] I'll you a free sample
voice] and if you like it we'll team up
[male voice] if not, no hard
[female voice] enough

Indeed her body is bad
Her is wit
Mos def, I'm impressed by her style of
A retro, get up
Lookin' like a betty pinup
Make me wanna release the in me
Who pent up
For days these skirts lit up
the type to tease
Rosy lips me frozen stiff
her tongue flick
As she rolled a
I approached the smoky mist
Spoke to the miss in I'm known to
And once by my gaze
We on to
and better nightcaps
To the synapsys syntact
That her want to contact my mattress
Tumbling
Is calculated movements no for fumbling
She her clothes
Contorted a pose, i
Couldn't the long stem rose
Protruding for my robe, she strolled to the
And made for sho' the 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 jeter did
Orgasm messiah I freed her
Her boyfriend's a dealer
on her straight wife beater
Drawn with the nine heater
Tryin' to slap the on her when 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 to let me have 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 g'in (g'in? ) g'in
But anyway they beg for more and that's for
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 niggas don't say "what up love" or "yo"
We see a pretty and be like "sup doe!"
She prob'ly wit' it if you your body fitted
If you bumming with no money she bouncin' somebody shitted
But that's though, 'cause in the rules bro
Win or lose there's always else to choose 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 call her denise
a green nautica fleece
Ha, that's prob'ly her man's coat
That'll stop me the day I see somethin' on land
Put in your hand wrote the number down
About a week and two passed
Plus wanna now
Supdoder, I "stammine'd" her
I g'd her

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Yeah permanent work on my hip
I'm that
Jerry kirby and terrell owens had a
You know them two live
Dancer short and make you
Hawaiian black lookin' like salma hayek
With pecs she playin' water polo
'bout to start a riot at the by the colliseum what's the re
I'm sup doe! I see it's all (fiat? )
She "what's that in your sweatpants a six foot kayak?
Frightened' like she on a dick had me inspired
At you can say her mouth put up a whole lot of silence
The whip cream shootin' on her ass, and thighs
I'm no cassanova but I her while I hold a motorola
And rollin' if I know she's sober
I only light in the room at the flash of my busy busy minolta
She when I'm erect 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 you're (g'in? ) g'in
But anyway they beg for more and that's for
I hit it, I did it I admit it, I quit it
Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe!
then I "stammine'd her"
I g'd her