Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

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

Well I was maxin one day minding my own
to e-double on my car telephone
When I seen this fly girl clocking my means of
The in her eye was the look 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 because I'm going way"
She said "my mother always told me not to ride with
If I did, than my life be in danger"
I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not you're swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a well singer"
Plus I was cold
40 dog in lap
on my fingers with my fisherman 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 said yeah, my name is parish but they me md
For the way I hold the mic, and slay
She was lost and replied "you a 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 sounds exciting, 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 sparked up the
I was it, felling nice from 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 the bozak
I hit the lights, and next was the
We started it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold like they call me bruce
I had to my nose, not to ruin the mood
Because I know I wasn't fishing but I seafood
Smelled like or lobster, or tuna 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 pulled me close, and "let's get loose"
And out of I yelled "baby did you do"
She said no p, I'm not a swinger
I couldn't buy that as I smelled my
I was playing myself plus my style was
I grabbed my keys and coat, and md camp
And as I walked to the door, the got moody
I looked her eye to eye and "who's booty?"