Luyện nghe bài hát Wonderin' Why

I've in L.A. and D.C., Manhattan and Sydney
And Kingston, Jamaica my Mandy was made
It's 98 degrees in the straight-up
I say I'm stickin' with her for the of my given days

"Somebody told me that you're takin' a
A sabbatical from on the records that you make
A birdie said that wasn't the case
They blamed exodus on "DC" partners Kevin and Tait"

"Hold up, I say all that"

I wanna the people on a hot summer's day
I wanna serve up the like it's pink lemonade

So if you're why I
to try my
Skills at this rap
Girl, I get enough
I been rockin' the black
And tellin' white jokes
And people are
So just throw hands up
If you're why I
to try my
Skills at this rap
Girl, I get enough
I been the church folks
And tellin' same jokes
So all of people
Won't ya throw your up

I've been away for some down
But it was 'bout time
To give my freaky people what they here for
I guess I needed head space
And felt that by grace
My would still be up for some more
I'm talkin' God in my
If not, then my stops
And everyone around me knows I ain't gonna -out
To bad guys, they pushin' them white lies
Tweak the word freak and you'll be airing guys

I wanna move the people on a hot day
I wanna serve up the like it's pink lemonade
I give my people what they can't deny
I wanna light up the skies like the of July