Luyện nghe bài hát All That (Lady)

You know I you like cooked food,
Im a good
Lets hit the Roscoes on Pico, Im in a hood
I'm sittin here thinkin bout all the I could do
So you should do is
Play position for Berkin bags, we poppin tags
Her shoe sick,
we drinkin Ace out of Red
True shit,
fuck me and youre famous
Kanye'd my bitch, now away from the nameless
Camera flashes strangers, turn a Range to a manger
Jesus on the plate
yea my an angel
Fell straight up out of Heaven into we into
Who wed grew into, whatever we into
Thats too much for your so we snapback that
Game on point like the on my
Gucc
My ladybug, yea she cool that
In them Trues, why you like that
You know my lady on
She I need it so
She she can get
All that, all that, all that, all that, all
My got me going
Im where she already
She she can get
All that, all that, all
feel like a haven
We can babies, lets be creative
She say them tricks alone but Im a skater
I her like her daddy, told her no man would
I got a lot of bad bitches, she the one good
I got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and
If I dont answer my phone, then we fucking, ya
She my tattoos
Aint got no room for her name but make room
She let her down, we have a stare down
She Im glad you ate it, where my cap & gown?
Told her I can be your chauffeur, dick a limo
orgasms,
my M.O
Redbone
I kiss her her titty to her clitty
Look, my girls sweet my hotel floor
where they ran through more keys than a hotel door
Indeed, give her the D now the whole know
Feel like Im looking down from Heaven Oh, Hell no!
When you hop on top, girl, thats it feel like
She always had a back like them field lights
And every I left it aint feel right
on her and she stayed,
thats just life
its hard when you aint on the same coast
Burning bread in the club so all these girls toast
Hoes try and wave but we on the same boat
They trying to everything that we made float
She told me her ex man, her old boy stories
And how she had a dildo, you know, toy
fuck her on her period, aint into horror stories
I take her to my favorite restaurant, she for me
she know me
[Outro:
Im your style
Im loving your
I like how jeans fit
Youre killing bag
You working heels
diamonds are real
You give me the chills,