Luyện nghe bài hát Msfat Booty

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the fake cell and name
Big fame, she cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat that you see it from the front
She me like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty
Hot
What's your name love, where you came
Neck and wrist laced up, very make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is and spice the only thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An later, sounds from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, winding her up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the stand big is in the plans
The brother Big make space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the same bird who I had priorly observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I just played and pretended I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much about you it's nice to finally meet
We moved to the reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right
fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, voice is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
Even though I the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm to murk, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, how you gon' leave before you with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a dance ain't that original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder
They Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song finished then she whispered honey, let's numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late conversation
In the crib racing, trying to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room silent
She walked smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan and that tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my other plans got
Man I smashed it like an potato
She call me at my J.O., come now, I say no
tree trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion not ease up
months, she call I feel I'm running a fever
Six months, I'm her I desperately need her
Nine months, symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it I'm really trying to lock it down
Midnight we up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to it
She telling me commitment is she can't manage
Wake up the morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah it, my shit is on Harrison Ford frantic
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club
With some banging ass playing lay it down and lick me up