Luyện nghe bài hát Travelin' Girl

Dude the South)
Yo, whassup
Yo, ain't you Dwele,
Man, you got a nice lil' right there witcha, too.
She hot, man. y'all from, you from Detroit?
Heard man, yo, welcome to the South dawg.
Them, yo, man them fronts, ain't on nothin tho dawg
You gotta get some in ya mouth man
I'ma take you over here to mah an'nem.
Yeah, hook you up, dawg...real good nah'mean?

(Verse 1)
Detroit...Lady
I you goin' crazy
to the movies
Friday's to Tuesday's

was the last time
You left the city and moved
Cleveland and Chi-town, don't count
I'm 'bout flyin'

More a hour flight
Shoney's, House delight
You need some in ya life
But don't no (purse?)
Cop that you get there...oooooooh

(Chorus)
We can go...dirt South
We can get Bro's gold for our mouth
Temporaries...just for the
Let's see the
Hop in my...Chrysler 300
some longhorns...on the front bumper
Just for the week...let's see the
My girl

(Verse 2)
So, you think you will (ooh)
You the states, and, see the places
You ate the food, many faces
But you ain't it all

You ain't never walked
A store to find yo' dollar ain't
Find thru pounds and pence
And baby, that's my

And...you ain't never into
The street to look for to find...
...it's not in front of you, it's
You just in time to catch the bird...flip
You'll find out you get there...ohhhh

(Chorus 2)
We can go...to
Bring your umbrella, probably rainin'
No sunshine, but no
'cause we the world (fly with me)
Square...to C
Jazz cafe...walk in
Catch a free show, we see the world
My girl

(Bridge)
First stop Paris, France like a supastar
Hop hop on the stage make 'em avec moi (*sing with me* in French)
Next next stop, Concierto Italia
bella, hold me down, I call 'em my frittalia
Third third Germany, come backstage
Order in this hotel, Zimmernummer ist...!
All all these places my I been before
But I ain't been to Monaco, so...

(Chorus 3)
We can go...to
No yacht, but, we can rent a
the paddles, but we could roll slow
And see the
love ripples...by the boat drift
Drink champipple...the shit
Just for the week, see the world
My travelin'
And, we can go...straight to the
Close your eyes and...let's it true
need no...astrosuit
To this world...and
We won't need...no
Just oils...and a tight grip
For off...and we heaven sent
My girl