Luyện nghe bài hát Who Am I?

Ed] (Da Diiiiiiiick)

I'm having a big problem, or should I say
With my faculty
My ain't acting right, as soon as I got this girl to act right
Seduced her to give up the ass on the first
Her name is Cynthia, hell of a body that send for ya
Backstage, D.C, had my go send for her
She spotted me and she
"I was just why they call you Big Ed?"
Now the million dollar question hon'
Let say in the sack I'm known 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", light skin, green eyes and
lickable in delicate places
Not tonight though, strickly to dick down
Got to the telly, honey laid down, pulled the way down
Ain't got time to waste now, tuggin' at my waist now
Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and it out
into her mouth, she wrapped her head around the ear
She let me watch my dick disappear,
I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she grabbed my hand and it
And in the other nothing but dick
I got my but when I tried to put it on
My hard-on was
I told my "Attention salute"
But he didn't, motherucker
What to the rocka rocka motherfucker?
Then he spoked, spoked me I almost
On my spit, is ricdoulous
I'm looking at my piece whose dick 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 freaky shit they do
overdue)
Nigga hold up, (Yeah I said it)
Now what you 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 your raps, all in convo
you building curosity straight from the
You know, and I know, that she wants to
And she ain't go, until she knows how long I grow)
Nigga I got it from the game I
I the mind way before she saw the dick
What you you made me? I'm the that bust the raps
Bust the gats (Yeah but I got the nuts to go do
I run through that)
Fool when I walk in the spot they be like who
(Nigga they be lookin' at the bulge in pants
The size of your feet and hands, out your stance
Musclar, six pack, mean shit
They leave stupid ass if you go impatent
Nigga you ain't shit without me, can't do shit me
Cause every loves a big fat stiffy
she can sit on, direct and cream on
And if I don't rise up, best she's gone
Alot of women want cats licked
But it takes a to some bomb dick
Even money won't do the trick, she'll get tired of the
She'll start sneaking around hunting for dick
The want from you to lift shit, fix
You wouldn't be if you weren't attached to dick
I'm in control, I'm the brain's
No matter you postition, just look at Bill
Dykes you but buy me off the shelf)
Man nigga fuck you (Nawl that's bad for health
And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you stab
fuck with her dogg, she got crabs
And they'll get in my afro, oh no
Let's just bust flacio, cause she'll go)
slams*