Luyện nghe bài hát Toodoo

Yeah, how I like it, come on
I didn't think so.
It's my style..

It's in the about to happen
With the back of my hand I chop the top of a like Jimmy, got you screaming "gimme" but you don't even know me if I were to write a book it would be published by Tate

You either me or you leave me alone
you gotta realise you with a "menstruator capone? "

cuz' I roam don't mean that you could sit on my throne
I'm home alone, some say I'm out to lunch
I go commando, I keep my in a bunch
I'm the look out to see trouble I can find; I can blow your mind
To smithereens, I'm an over-stimulated teen.
For real, I'm Woody Allen on caffeine, I'm lotions and cream
How you think I my complexion so clean?
I may not be the fairest, but shit I am
And either way I don't a god damn.

Boom. Five pound (tonne?) gorilla
In the streets of Manilla
you're ill but I'll be zilla (?)
Boom. Fire red 18
Bright green,
And a yellow

Doo. Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo.
Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo,
Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo,
Shit, goddamn, motherfucker, is you

I'm to put my foot down and I don't mean maybe
If you don't want me to step on your blue shoes
Get the out, or you can sing the blues
Sometimes I like the city, sometimes I kick it
See my go deeper than an epidural
Yet aint new under the sun
And homegirls want to have fun
It's Friday night and time for action
You got your good shoes on, and I feel like dancing'
So do it right now, we can talk about it later
my mood shifts like a high-rise elevator
Sometimes I read a book, sometimes I to cook
Sometimes I like to hang out of a fast car window a couple of bitches
A couple of brews, a and a duck, top speed,
Yelling "I don't a fuck!"

Boom. Five hundred pound (tonne?)
In the back of Manilla
you're ill but I'll be zilla (?)
Boom. red 18 wheeler
Bright green,
And a yellow

Doo. Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo.
ETC.