Luyện nghe bài hát The Mack Daddy on The Left

Play it for me, it
The mic men are back,
Girls, girls, girls, girls, these girls I do
down the street watchin' ladies, aaow, watchin'
Hold up, up, let's give it to the Mack Daddy over to the left

Pity pity pity, wack wack wack
A moo moo moo, a jumping
Rock this is brain now, I'm one step
your parents, they're pushovers

Chasing my fun the IRS
My girl's too to have big breasts
For a good time, we chill by the
I tell her tales, some some tall

Why, how you got peanuts,
I wipe her cheek, she my hand
I have a curfew, she to me
I'll take you home, hon', you'll see

The deed was and I thought to myself
Jeff, the mack and no-one else

Jeff, I told you, my is Jeff
Jeff, I told you, my name is
Jeff, I you, my name is Jeff
Jeff, I told you, my name is

The astronomical wiz, of the showbiz
of the new biz for you
Don't try to solve it, involve yourself
In this De La dialogue

Yo, I black fog
That's right, me and
Blew it to clear your ass straight out of sector
is De La Soul wax

So wait until your own piece of wax out
Yo, is this true? Is really coming out with his own song?
And if he do, will he have the decency to change his
To a public speaker?

Yo, I don't know, but in that funky astronomical piano
For this is the take-off man signing off