Luyện nghe bài hát You Got It (Donut)

Yeah, I to him
Whoa, whoa..
Nah, you ain't got to nothin to me
See, you tried to my man and end up playin yourself
for you
Nah, matter of later for you
And your golddiggin you put me down with)

(Thought I was a donut)
(Tried to me)
(Thought I was a donut)
(Thought I was a donut, you to glaze me)

This story that I'm to tell ya
Is all about this girl Delia
Five foot seven a queen
With gold all over flowed like a stream
I met her in a club on a night
The jeans were tight and I got hype
I thought about talkin to this miss
But I kept guy after guy gettin dissed
guy that cracked got flagged
But somethin kept (you) (you) (you bad)
I walked up and asked the girl to a ride
I in her ear, said, "My car's outside"
At she laughed and said, "Nah, not yet"
Then I told her a 'Vette and she said "bet"
"Under one condition: you let me drive it"
She kissed me on the lips and I (you got it)

(You got it)

Oh what sweet music she and I
Only I was gettin dissed she was gettin paid
Everything that I owned, she it
All the way down to my booklets
I was contemplatin her my wife and
All she was to do was siphin
single dime that she could extort
She was the Ripper, and she couldn't be caught
My friends tried to me but I stood behind her
(The girl ain't but a 49er)
They tried to tell me but I be told
Because her beauty was a shovel that was diggin for
and furs, I spent all I had
And her shoppin every day at Sack's 5th ave
Visa, Mastercard and Discover
She told me this is the way I can show her I love her
My friends tried talkin to me, they stoppin me
(If she had a gun they'd her for robbery!)
I knew she was playin me for dime
But I when people said (Homes, your girl is fine)
But one day, yo, I got wise
I found out she was with a couple of guys
She me that she loved me but I guess she forgot it
Oh, you wanna hardball, huh (You got it)

(You got it)

The final night I caught this girlie
I was out of town and I home early
I caught her in a club some guy Fred
Stormed up right her, grabbed her and I said
Yo What's up baby
on you got to be crazy
That's your cousin you I'm a nut
What kinda cousin would you let put his hand on butt
Na girl, you done got out of
And it's about to seem like I'm the man
You all of my funds like a rug
But you stretched the cord too far you the plug
Let's what come on too late to talk
It's like and I bought you the Boardwalk
But tomorrow wake up and take a look
And think the stockmarket on your pocketbook
But it's over now I want
All the way from Louis Vuiton to earrings
Especially the solid earring noodles
And the diamond watch, the kit and kaboodle
tell me I'm trippin
Oh, you got amnesia now forgettin
Who did for who I gave my all to you
I seem to see why you did wrong to me
I finally figured out what about
But it's the bottom of the two strikes and two outs
You can go make a of another fellow
12:01 let's give it up Cinderella
I ain't goin for it, stop
Like Ms. Melody I ain't buyin it
Game over girl you clockin
You wanted your walking (You got it)

(You got it)
(Thought I was a donut)
(Tried to me)