Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
tricks
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for this eight demon
And when you me screamin, I'm about to free the seamen
Wipe off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash flash my box cutters
Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby trifled
I'm lacing the with some piss and some Lysol
in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gimme some
I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I once got busy in a King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em say my name
Ain't never had three, but believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like
The inner-city cowboy the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the
Yo I got little girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic hair
And I've got a that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm down with the neighbors
I got a freak that the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hoes in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a pool in her
Rug all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a couple of
Got a stripper bitch with body and fake titties
And a hoe that lives in Fargo for when I escape the

But my one, out of all of 'em, is YOUR girl
I sway the tongue never once have I been
She lays it on like its a job that she
lips is these? the response is always slugs

2]
The Richfield bitches freak the lip and hairspray
Downtown women that like to fuck on the
North side chicks, south side chicks, chicks
Love to married women up to the pervertedness
your relationship, excuse my morals
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, silly
The I kick, the sport I play
Now what to say when I'm sittin at buffet with these tasty morsels

3]
Crusin the street in my babies mom's caprice
February got the windows cracked, a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you kinda
Gimme nine and a half weeks and I'll have that flippin two
Distribute and come the ??
I know its hard being young girl, let me the pain
I understand you baby, up I understand
Now lift up ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants down
The only ones I don't do is those eighteen
Or at I keep that shit a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to give head, and I to watch
The way move their tongue up and down my...

Motherfucker! I can't your sittin down here
Recordin' bullshit like this

(Hey man it's just a song, it's just a song, it's a joke)

Oh, you be a pimp eh? you better take your ass over
To that girl you got there.

(Why you always on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you rhyming about some like this?