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 let's jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt thee e would
So like a real stunt, I 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 offered food, like barbecue ribs
I said "no thank you" not now
How about some drink, yes gin rummy
that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by mister brown
We no time, it was time to do it
Put on some james brown so we can get it
No stuff, like ropes or handcuffs
But when you love me please be rough
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
in the anchor like 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 like
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

I was maxin one day just minding my own
Talking to on my car telephone
When I seen this fly girl clocking my of transportation
The look in her eye was the look of
So I put my car in park, turned my system
I "excuse me, are you new in town"
She said "it's you asked I just got here today"
I said "yo, you a lift because I'm going that way"
She said "my mother always told me not to ride strangers
If I did, than my would be in danger"
I "yeah that's true, but I'm not you're everyday swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a well singer"
Plus I was coolin
40 dog in lap
Rings on my fingers 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 and replied "you a medical doctor?"
I "close but no cigar, I'm the microphone doctor
Who performs open surgery, on who are willing
Except to try same them, I try to them"
She said "ooh that exciting, please tell me more"
You mean how we pack concerts and clock 10 g's or
We pulled up to her house and her moms wasn't
And as we got to the door she sparked up the
I was with it, felling from old e
Ready to get busy, and wax a 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 doing it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold like they call me bruce
I had to cover my nose, not to the mood
I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood
Smelled like shrimp or lobster, or of the sea
And it wasn't catching the a-the I-the d-to the s-oh yes
The s is for sex
And as I glanced at the door, you move was next
But she me close, and said "let's get loose"
And out of nowhere I "baby did you do"
She said no p, cause I'm not a
I couldn't buy that as I smelled my
I was playing myself plus my style was
I grabbed my and coat, and md broke camp
And as I to the door, the girl got moody
I looked her eye to eye and "who's booty?"