Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

Yo, at a hip-hop was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body with sweat
I it to her, and her name was kim
She said jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt thee e would
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 dope
She offered food, like some ribs
I said "no you" not now honey
How about drink, yes some gin rummy
After that, come here and sit
And put on by mister bobbi brown
We no time, it was time to do it
Put on some brown so we can get into it
No stuff, like ropes or handcuffs
But you love me please don't be rough
I said "listen, be gentle, I'll be very gentle
When I'm loving yoooouuu, I'm loving yoooouuu
So I dipped, I ship
Threw in the anchor on the boat tip
That's what I get for to be a lover
But judge a book, by the damm cover
I'm not dissing, and I don't fishing
But time, I want to know who I'm kissing
You can call me gay or a
But I won't touch it until I know who's

Well I was maxin one day just my own
Talking to on my car telephone
When I seen fly girl clocking my means of transportation
The look in her eye was the of infatuation
So I put my car in park, turned my down
I "excuse me, are you new in town"
She "it's funny you asked I just got here today"
I said "yo, you need a lift I'm going that way"
She "my mother always told me not to ride with strangers
If I did, than my life be in danger"
I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not everyday swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a known singer"
Plus I was cold
40 dog in lap
on my fingers with my fisherman hat
She got in and said "yo I never this before"
I had to play my cards to get my foot in the door
I yeah, my name is parish but they call me md
For the way I hold the mic, and mc's
She was lost and "you a medical doctor?"
I said "close but no cigar, I'm the doctor
Who performs surgery, on mc's who are willing
to try same them, I try to kill them"
She said "ooh that sounds exciting, please me more"
You mean how we pack and clock 10 g's or more
We pulled up to her house and her wasn't home
And as we got to the door she up the homegrown
I was with it, felling nice old e
to get busy, and wax a cold booty
We got to her room, it was to max
Pulled out the jim hat and strapped the
I hit the lights, and next was the
We started it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold kickin like they call me
I had to cover my nose, not to ruin the
I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood
Smelled shrimp or lobster, or tuna of the sea
And it wasn't worth catching the I-the d-to the s-oh 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 style was
I my keys and coat, and md broke camp
And as I walked to the door, the got moody
I her eye to eye and said "who's booty?"