Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

Yo, at a hip-hop club was a I met
She was hot you can bet, her dripped with sweat
I it to her, and her name was kim
She said let's jet because she was for the jim
Browski I doubt thee e front
So like a stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I see in her face
So we stepped, and went to her place
It was fat, she had a crib
She food, like some barbecue ribs
I said "no you" not now honey
How about drink, yes some gin rummy
that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by mister bobbi
We waste no time, it was to do it
Put on some james so we can get into it
No kinky stuff, ropes or handcuffs
But you love me please don't be rough
I said "listen, I'll be gentle, I'll be very
When I'm loving yoooouuu, when I'm yoooouuu
So I dipped, I ship
Threw in the anchor on the boat tip
what I get for trying to be a lover
But never judge a book, by the damm
I'm not dissing, and I don't fishing
But next time, I want to who I'm kissing
You can me gay or a tutti-frutti
But I won't touch it I know who's booty

Well I was maxin one day minding my own
Talking to e-double on my car
When I seen fly girl clocking my means of transportation
The in her eye was the look of infatuation
So I put my car in park, turned my system
I "excuse me, are you new in town"
She said "it's funny you asked I got here today"
I said "yo, you need a lift because I'm that way"
She said "my mother always told me not to ride with
If I did, my life would be in danger"
I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not everyday swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a well singer"
Plus I was cold
40 dog in lap
Rings on my fingers with my hat
She got in and "yo I never done this before"
I had to play my right to get my foot in the door
I yeah, my name is parish but they call me md
For the way I the mic, and slay mc's
She was and replied "you a medical doctor?"
I said "close but no cigar, I'm the microphone
Who performs open surgery, on mc's who are
Except to try same them, I try to them"
She said "ooh that exciting, please tell me more"
You mean how we pack and clock 10 g's or more
We up to her house and her moms wasn't home
And as we got to the door she up the homegrown
I was with it, nice from old e
to get busy, and wax a cold booty
We got to her room, it was to max
out the jim hat and strapped the bozak
I hit the lights, and was the sack
We started it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold kickin like call me bruce
I had to cover my nose, not to the mood
Because I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled
Smelled like or lobster, or tuna of the sea
And it wasn't worth catching the a-the I-the d-to the yes
The s is for sex
And as I glanced at the door, you that move was
But she me close, and said "let's get loose"
And out of I yelled "baby did you do"
She no p, cause I'm not a swinger
I couldn't buy that as I smelled my
I was playing myself plus my was cramped
I grabbed my keys and coat, and md broke
And as I walked to the door, the got moody
I her eye to eye and said "who's booty?"