Luyện nghe bài hát The Girlie Had a Mustache

(Get down)

[ VERSE 1: The Fresh ]
I was.. down the avenue, early one Friday
When I saw what I thought was a lady my way
I turned my back to
And I said, "Hm-hm, excuse me," and she walked
She was about 5'6", or six and a half
With a like a goddess, man, this girl was bad!
Tight leather that fit like a drum
And two big - well, she had some
from behind she was fine
But when she around, her mustache was bigger than mine
At first I laughed, cause yo, to me that was
But the laughter when she said: "Hey honey!"
At I was confused, I was somewhat spell-bound
My mouth wide open and my chin on the
And then it hit me, a bolt from the sky
I thought: hold up - wait - girl is a guy?!
I to get away, I said, "Well, never mind
Maybe see you some other time"
But then he grabbed me by my arm and told me I leave
And said, "Hey boy, you mighty cute in them jeans!"
This had to be the embarrassing thing in the world
My whole was watchin me get beat up by a girl
And when my homeboys came, didn't let me explain
They said, "Prince, you're a sucker, you be ashamed"
My pride was right along with my eye
Cause my homeboys didn't realize this girl was a guy
And in retrospect I had to
I can't believe I notice that this girlie had a mustache

[ VERSE 2: The Prince ]
I remember year, the day was October 5th
And my family went on a weekend ski trip
And they left $100 and a by the phone
That said: 'Don't have any till we get home'
No company? I'm 18! They be jokin!
And by 10 my crib was
All of my friends with hands in the air
Screamin (PARTY OVER HERE, PARTY THERE!)
The party was jammin at least about 5
And as my were leaving, they were like "Homes, it was live!"
I thought the party was over, but really was beginnin
I turned around I thought I was dreamin, I saw four
in red leather, tight to their booties
I gestured with my index finger: here, cuties
I tried to be chill, I wanna scare em
I said, "Hi, my name's the Prince," said, "Hi Prince, we're your harem"
I waste time, I started shootin the gift
I said, "Y'all the type of girls I'd to spend some time with"
I walked upstairs, my was pumpin
Till one hit me in the with a lamp or somethin
The next thing I remember is wakin up nearly
With Fred Flintstone lump on my head
Of course I was mad, this of thing can burn at you
They me up and they were stealin my furniture
I said, "Yo sweetheart, what's wrong you?
What kind of stuff is this for a nice like you to do?"
She around and smiled and laughed
And that's the way that I noticed that the girlie had a
Not four girls, guys!
They in disguise, it was a set up all the time
I made a complete fool of myself day
My parents pullin up just as the u-haul truck was pullin away
They walked in, looked like seen a ghost
There I was, gagged and bound and to the bed post
My pop walked in and asked a brilliant
"Son, where's the furniture and why is your so messy?"
Obviously Sherlock Holmes had been
I said, "What do you think, dad, we were robbed?!"
"I'm up, nothing's in one piece
Let's discuss the facts later, mom, call the police"
I wanted to have a party, I thought I was
My pop told me I was on forever!
And in retrospect I had to
I can't I didn't notice that the girlie had a mustache