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 dripped with
I kicked it to her, and her was kim
She let's jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I thee e would front
So like a stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I see in her face
So we stepped, and went right to her
It was fat, she had a dope
She offered food, like some barbecue
I said "no you" not now honey
How about some drink, yes gin rummy
that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by bobbi brown
We waste no time, it was to do it
Put on some james so we can get into it
No stuff, like ropes or handcuffs
But when you love me please don't be
I said "listen, I'll be gentle, I'll be gentle
I'm loving yoooouuu, when I'm loving 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 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

I was maxin one day just minding my own
Talking to on my car telephone
When I seen this fly girl 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 said "it's funny you asked I got here today"
I said "yo, you need a lift I'm going that way"
She said "my mother always me not to ride with strangers
If I did, than my life be in danger"
I "yeah that's true, but I'm not you're 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 done this before"
I had to play my right to get my foot in the door
I said yeah, my name is parish but they me md
For the way I hold the mic, and mc's
She was lost and replied "you a doctor?"
I "close but no cigar, I'm the microphone doctor
Who performs open surgery, on mc's who are
to try same them, I try to kill them"
She said "ooh that exciting, please tell me more"
You mean how we pack concerts and 10 g's or more
We pulled up to her house and her wasn't home
And as we got to the door she sparked up the
I was it, felling nice from old e
Ready to get busy, and wax a cold
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 doing it, it was to produce
Because the booty was cold kickin like call me bruce
I had to cover my nose, not to the mood
Because I I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood
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 pulled me close, and "let's get loose"
And out of I yelled "baby did you do"
She no p, cause I'm not a swinger
I buy that as I smelled my forefinger
I was myself plus my style was cramped
I my keys and coat, and md broke camp
And as I walked to the door, the girl got
I her eye to eye and said "who's booty?"