Luyện nghe bài hát Sup Doder

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

Indeed her body is bad
Her is wit
Mos def, I'm by her style of dress
A retro, get up
Lookin' like a page pinup
Make me wanna release the in me
Who pent up
For like these skirts lit up
Boustiere the to tease
Rosy lips have me stiff
Watchin' her flick
As she rolled a
I amidst the smoky mist
Spoke to the miss in I'm known to
And once by my gaze
We on to
Bigger and nightcaps
To relax the synapsys
That make her want to my mattress
Tumbling
Is movements no time for fumbling
She her clothes
into a pose, i
Couldn't oppose the stem rose
Protruding for my robe, she to the windows
And made for the shades was closed
And I "supdoder? "
I "what's the re'd? " her
I or g'd her

Shit I had to her
Freak her like jeter did mariah
Orgasm messiah nigga I her
Her a crack dealer
Flashin' on her wife beater
Drawn down with the nine
Tryin' to slap the handcuffs on her he the criminal
Real know you can only pimp a ho
try to get physical
'cause she gon' suck another
And oh it might be
I bust her out she pigeon-toed
Then I cast the fishin' pole
her in the indigo see-through
She an o
And it's oh
Cause just the type 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 you're (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 the I "what's the " her
I g'd her

Now, the souls don't say "what up love" or "yo"
We see a pretty and be like "sup doe!"
She prob'ly wit' it if you keep body fitted
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 to choose yo
the case in this rat race
Whether she skinny and pretty or with a wack face, i
Met a on the street, she said call her denise
Sportin' a green nautica
Ha, that's cute prob'ly her coat
That'll me the day I see somethin' on land float
Put in your hand wrote the phone number
About a 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 that
kirby and terrell owens had a fifth
You know them two live
Dancer short and you thick
Hawaiian siren lookin' like salma hayek
With pecs she playin' water polo
'bout to start a at the hyatt by the colliseum what's the re
I'm like sup doe! I see all (fiat? )
She said "what's in your sweatpants a six foot kayak?
Frightened' like she on a dick had me inspired
At times you can say her put up a whole lot of silence
The whip cream shootin' on her ass, tits and
I'm no cassanova but I her while I hold a motorola
And dosia if I know she's sober
That I light in the room at the flash of my busy busy minolta
She electrify when I'm erect with sexual
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 they beg for more and that's for
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