Luyện nghe bài hát Cake Boy

He's in a yellow Camaro, so smooth
A boy from the funny school
His all nice and wavy
And mine is so you call me crazy
And he's got skin-tight spandex on
Straight to the bone
cook a big meal like your mother would
A cake boy, up to no
He'll take girlfriend from ya
And he's makin' my homeboys
His body's a trip, got a booty like Josephine
And a touch of blush
And why most fly girls getitn' hooked on
'Cause he ain't down for the French
Girl, tell you what a cake boy is
(But so sensitive!)
salad is the hairdo
Cappuchino latte - his
And he's down to do most girls tell him to
Brother, I'm of you!
His flow is low
And he ain't down to
But when he shakes girl-like body on the floor,
The go (boinggg!!)

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

I'm out at the gym, a cake boy walks in
And all the step to him
And I'm 'cause I'm hard as nails
And he's like a smoker from hell
Spandex suit, pink boots
And a backpack of juice
And all the girlies rubbin' him, and lovin' him
All the cake boys him
Takin' off his shirt, the boy had no gun
So throw him up, son
His walkman radio was
(You have cake!) That's what the tape was sayin'
And he was shakin' that thang like a Chubby nightmare
All the stared
I don't what it is, hell -
He was takin' women than a mall sale!
His spandex stuck right up in the place the sun don't shine
But the girls don't
that cake boy starts to move
To the old disco
And your girlfriend likes
You may not that, but that's a fact, black
He likes to roller-skate, skip rocks on
The bourgeois girls 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, the others went yellow
Jump on stage like never seen a ghetto
falsetto
Sayin' "Oo, I want touch,
You I just can't get enough!" (a-hoo-hoo)
And your girl gets sprung, out her tongue
And you sittin' you're dumb 'till the show is done?
Naw, brothers, you roll like this:
Find a woman that wants a kiss
'Cause if you don't you're to lose your girl
To that cake boy
'Casue that 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 failin'
Get a 'round-the-way girl, and on bailin'
And if you're stuck with one of stuck-up ducks
Huh, don't press your
'Cause leave you for what she enjoys
It ain't a man, it's a straight-up boy!

Yeah.
boy.

Don't your girl to one.