Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

Yo, at a club 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 let's jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt e would front
So a real 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
After that, here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by bobbi brown
We waste no time, it was to do it
Put on some james brown so we can get it
No stuff, like ropes or handcuffs
But when you me please don't be rough
I said "listen, I'll be gentle, be very gentle
When I'm yoooouuu, when I'm loving yoooouuu
So I dipped, I abandoned
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 like fishing
But next time, I want to know who I'm
You can me gay or a tutti-frutti
But I touch it until I know who's booty

I was maxin one day just minding my own
Talking to e-double on my car
When I this fly girl clocking my means of transportation
The in her eye was the look of infatuation
So I put my car in park, my system down
I "excuse me, are you new in town"
She said "it's funny you asked I got here today"
I "yo, you need a lift because I'm going that way"
She said "my mother told me not to ride with strangers
If I did, my life would be in danger"
I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not you're swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a known singer"
Plus I was coolin
40 dog in lap
Rings on my fingers my fisherman hat
She got in and said "yo I never done before"
I had to play my cards right to get my in the door
I said yeah, my is parish but they call 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 mc's who are
Except to try same them, I try to them"
She said "ooh sounds exciting, please tell me more"
You mean how we concerts 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 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 the bozak
I hit the lights, and next was the
We doing it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold kickin like they me bruce
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 a-the I-the 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 buy that as I smelled my forefinger
I was playing myself my style was cramped
I grabbed my and coat, and md broke camp
And as I walked to the door, the got moody
I looked her eye to eye and "who's booty?"