Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

He's in a Camaro, skin so smooth
A buttercup boy the funny school
His all nice and wavy
And mine is nappy so you call me
And he's got skin-tight spandex on
Straight to the bone
He'd cook a big like your mother would
A cake boy, up to no
He'll take your from ya
And he's my homeboys wonder
His body's a trip, got a booty like Josephine
And a of blush maker
And why most fly getitn' hooked on this?
he ain't down for the French kiss
Girl, I'ma tell you what a boy is
(But so sensitive!)
Tossed is the hairdo
Cappuchino - his brew
And he's to do what most girls tell him to
Brother, I'm of you!
His cash is low
And he ain't to throw
But he shakes that girl-like body on the floor,
The go (boinggg!!)

Striaght boy!
Cake.
Straight-up boy! Huh, yeah.

I'm out at the gym, a cake boy walks in
And all the girls to him
And I'm trippin' I'm hard as nails
And lookin' like a smoker from hell
Spandex suit, deer-foam boots
And a full of juice
And all the girlies start rubbin' him, and him
All the cake huggin' him
Takin' off his shirt, the boy had no gun
So throw him up, son
His walkman radio was
(You gotta have cake!) That's what the tape was
And he was shakin' that thang a Chubby Checker nightmare
All the stared
I don't know what it is, -
He was takin' more women a mall sale!
His spandex stuck right up in the place the sun don't shine
But the don't mind
'Cause cake boy starts to move
To the old disco
And your likes that
You may not that, but that's a fact, black
He likes to roller-skate, rocks on lakes
The bourgeois want straight-up cake boys

Huh.

If girl likes rhythm and blues, look out
'Cause that in the house
But all ain't cake, though
Some stay black, while the others went
Jump on stage they never seen a ghetto
falsetto
Sayin' "Oo, I want touch,
You know I can't get enough!" (a-hoo-hoo)
And your gets sprung, stickin' out her tongue
And you sittin' like you're dumb the show is done?
Naw, brothers, you gotta roll like
Find a woman that a man's kiss
if you don't you're bound to lose your girl
To that cake boy
that cake boy'll pull up quick
And say "Does your man a body like this?"
And you don't, 'cause you much brew, hah
Got a body Buddah
And your game is strong, and your is raw
Hit the boy dead in the jaw
And that boy broke down in ters
Now your girl is sho' nuff
But don't sweat it, 'cause you ain't
Get a 'round-the-way girl, and keep on
And if stuck with one of them stuck-up ducks
Huh, don't press luck
'Cause she'll leave you for she enjoys
It ain't a man, it's a cake boy!

Yeah.
boy.

Don't lose your to one.