Luyện nghe bài hát Who Am I?

Ed] (Da Diiiiiiiick)

I'm a big problem, or should I say difficulty?
my body's faculty
My wood ain't acting right, as as I got this girl to act right
Seduced her to give up the ass on the night
Her name is Cynthia, of a body that will send for ya
Backstage, D.C, had my go send for her
She spotted me and she
"I was wondering why they call you Big Ed?"
Now the million dollar question hon'
Let just say in the sack I'm to make a run
Forget about it, cause I'll hit you with that
Can't wait to undress ya, with your fine ass like Vanessa
5'11", skin, green eyes and convacios
Defintely lickable in delicate
Not tonight though, strickly just to down
Got to the telly, honey laid down, the pannies way down
got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my waist now
Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and it out
Inserted into her mouth, she wrapped her around the ear
She let me my dick disappear, reappear
I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she my hand and sucked it
And in the other hand but dick
I got my jim-hand but when I to put it on
My hard-on was
I told my "Attention salute"
But he didn't, insuborate
happened to the rocka rocka motherfucker?
Then he spoked, me I almost choked
On my spit, is ricdoulous
I'm looking at my piece whose dick is this?
(Who Am I? I'm the nigga that you
I'm the reason why all the honies you
I got 'em doing all that freaky they do
overdue)
Nigga up, reprations? (Yeah I said it)
Now what you mean you got me (Oh I didn't get it?)
(Only you did was brag about me
Telling 'em how I'm hangin' Nights of the Boogie
All in the your raps, all in convo
you curosity straight from the get-go
You know, and I know, that she wants to
And she ain't gonna go, until she knows how I grow)
Nigga I got it the game I spit
I enticed the way before she saw the dick
What you mean you me? I'm the that bust the raps
the gats (Yeah but I got the nuts to go do that
Hoes I run that)
Fool when I walk in the spot they be like who
(Nigga they be lookin' at the in your pants
The size of your feet and hands, peepin' out stance
Musclar, six pack, mean shit
They your stupid ass if you go impatent
Nigga you ain't shit without me, can't do without me
Cause every women loves a big fat
That she can sit on, direct and on
And if I don't rise up, best she's gone
of women want their cats licked
But it a backseat to some bomb dick
Even money won't do the trick, she'll get tired of the
She'll start sneaking around for some dick
The from you to lift shit, fix shit
You wouldn't be around if you weren't to dick
I'm in control, I'm the extension
No matter you postition, look at Bill Clinton
Dykes you but buy me off the shelf)
Man nigga fuck you (Nawl bad for your health
And we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna stab
Can't with her dogg, she got crabs
And get in my afro, oh hell no
Let's just from flacio, cause she'll go)
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