Luyện nghe bài hát Yatch Birds

1
Is she dope, yep, ass in effect,
she walks into the and all the guys come down with strep,
thinkin can step, their hands go up with sweat,
but she be down with me fetts vette (jets jets),
a hard drinka, a lollypop licka,
a pistol packing got me posed like a thinker,
she like the Aztecs or is it the incas
she call the shot and the shot be
she heaven sent on the x-box halo
that she would clean my pipes like she wa draino,
wish she wasnt than a plate of jalapenos,
i feel like the kid, wants to eat his play dough,
you 'cause it should be bad for your health,
take one at her and you be screamin for help
or up the police say put me in a cell,
i cant resist this im under emilys spell if you couldnt already tell
i love every iota, yoda should told me she was off to south dakota
one more yacht bird flew the coop I guess old gordy done screwed the

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only thing i love more than herb is the bird but my luck's kinda fucked its a that I flirt but I do and i will 'cause im still just a nerd ever been left behind, let me hear ya say w3rd
2
Shes a go dressed in a sweater
we black hawk down together
her heather, there's no better, didn't want her to go, but I had to let her
remember hot weather, I first met her, ellen was saying we should so get together, miss going on dates, girls getting dolled up
Outside the yacht club, cant belive she up
scholios chick, one tit
always bitin her lip, always with a limp
always talkin shit, always beggin to
'cause you can't the lips of an MC Chris
we only had a month to hump it was
she was the first one that brought over a brush
she home, horses in the barn
was sucking so kentucky was pulling her arm
just one bird that got
up to date by checkin her LJ
on my she bought me chucks
not only it blow it totally sucks

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3
Her name was lb, she was an
I up her spaces like madlibs
way average she was just a sad kid
so i help but give the girl my address
she live in texas to get messed up
like to tease the so she always got dressed up
like to get in fights the truckers at the rest stop
she was top and her bod was the best part
fan of mine droppin' me a line
sounded kinda cute couldnt help but
chillin in her pool at the sky
cell phone MC says high
so were talking everyday, up a storm
plans a trip i say w3rd is born
and my mind's set on porn, and i think im score
I get down on all start scrubbin all the floors
then i get all nervous an accident is imminent,
never have a chance to and get intimate
at my drive, I sigh, get all shy
so we all get all walk down little 5
do a buy some pot, take a seat on the street
shes cute and shes nice and shes hot and shes
and she makes the first 'cause i'm set on defeat
then I tongue lap her flaps till she snaps and she
and she just leaves, and im kinda relieved no ODs VDs hearts on my
not a stalker just a talker ass as a weave once a newbie now a groupie double clicking on me -what?

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