Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Have To Be a Prostitute

It's a cold
Beneath the street
There's a man pants are too tight
Oh no, his pants are too
My pants are too

He there, an empty stare
Trying to make enough
For his cab fare
He'll have to walk home
Don't enough for the ride

The streets are
He tries to act
He goes to work only his one tool
You can put your tool, Jermaine

You have to be a prostitute
No, no, no, no, no
You can say no to a man ho
A gigolo

You have to be a prostitute
No, no, no, no, no
You can say no to a night looker
Boy hooker, boy, bro ho

He see his way out
I my way out
He see his way out
Male seems to be my only option

He see his way out
I see my way out
He see his way out
No, no, no, no, no

selling cheap thrills
To pay expensive
But check resume
You must have some skills
Do you any other skills
typing?

They see him, to please them
Wanting to him
But they even pay him
Oh no, no
They don't think he's it at all

they are no one
He to bring them home
Maybe it'd be okay if he lived
Ooh, you a roommate, Jermaine
Don't them home

You don't have to be a
No, no, no, no, no
You can say no to a man ho
A male

You don't to be a prostitute
No, no, no, no, no
You can say no to being a looker
Boy hooker, boy, bro pro