Luyện nghe bài hát Who Am I?

Ed] (Da Diiiiiiiick)

I'm having a big problem, or should I say
With my faculty
My wood ain't right, as soon as I got this girl to act right
her to give up the ass on the first night
Her name is Cynthia, hell of a body that will for ya
Backstage, D.C, had my niggas go for her
She me and she said
"I was just wondering why call you Big Ed?"
Now that's the million dollar question
Let just say in the sack I'm known to a run
Forget it, cause I'll hit you with that pressure
Can't wait to undress ya, your fine ass lookin' like Vanessa
5'11", light skin, green and convacios
lickable in delicate places
Not tonight though, strickly just to dick
Got to the telly, honey down, pulled the pannies way down
got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my waist now
Dropped my pants, my drawers, and whipped it out
Inserted into her mouth, she wrapped her head 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 nothing but
I got my jim-hand but I tried to put it on
My hard-on was
I told my "Attention salute"
But he didn't, motherucker
What happened to the rocka motherfucker?
Then he spoked, spoked me I almost
On my spit, is ricdoulous
I'm looking at my piece like whose is this?
(Who Am I? I'm the that made you
I'm the why all the honies laid you
I got 'em doing all that freaky they do
overdue)
Nigga hold up, reprations? (Yeah I it)
Now you mean you got me pussy? (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 raps, all in your convo
you building curosity from the get-go
You know, and I know, she wants to know
And she ain't gonna go, she knows how long I grow)
Nigga I got it from the game I
I enticed the mind way she saw the dick
What you mean you made me? I'm the that bust the
Bust the gats (Yeah but I got the to go do that
I run through that)
Fool when I walk in the they be like who that?
(Nigga they be at the bulge in your pants
The of your feet and hands, peepin' out your stance
Musclar, six pack, don't shit
They your stupid ass if you go impatent
Nigga you ain't without me, can't do shit without me
Cause women loves a big fat stiffy
she can sit on, direct and cream on
And if I rise up, best believe she's gone
Alot of women want their cats
But it takes a backseat to bomb dick
Even money won't do the trick, she'll get of the shit
She'll start sneaking around hunting for some
The from you to lift shit, fix shit
You be around if you weren't attached to dick
I'm in control, I'm the brain's
No matter you postition, just at Bill Clinton
Dykes you but buy me off the shelf)
Man nigga fuck you (Nawl bad for your health
And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna
Can't fuck her dogg, she got crabs
And they'll get in my afro, oh no
Let's just bust from flacio, she'll go)
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