Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Fix My Weave

What's up I need to know is V-A up in this bitch?
New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, L.A., Atlanta, I'm diggin'
But how 'bout the ladies that got a full of fake weave
Or braids, holla to peoples, oh,

Ooh baby, let me fix my
me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up about a to 3
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the highway I do 90
Pull me over get the ID

I met a guy named Tommy, charming
He was on me cheese be on macaroni
His game real tight me so horny
Fine for us to fuck and be his baby mommy

You really don't know me so I it slowly
Brush up and let him hold me, let me spit baloney
Baby, you could me if you go down on me
But you got to back up off me, wearing cubic

I him, "Baby let me fix my weave
I got a hair out of and use a fake ID"
LePew voulez vous ooh oui, you want to misdemeanor me
You spend more G's, oh wee

Ooh baby, let me fix my
me up and let me fix my weave
You could pick me up a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the I do above 90
Pull me get the fake ID

I used to a guy named Chris, sloppy when he kiss
But he was with the tongue, I called him Mr. Young One
Mr. Young One had a big
Balls the of ping-pong, I had him souped like wanton, yeah

I put the on and on my ass he skeet on
I put the heat on young gun, meat he season
Yes, yes we used to creep the beach
He was insane like Rick James and a mask he's Superfreak

I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my
And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby
your child support money don't fix my weave
And you nigga please me no fuck for free"

Ooh baby, let me fix my
me up and let me fix my weave
You pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club, I fix my weave

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the I do above 90
me over get the fake ID

I got a call from Joe, he to call me J.Lo
Hey-lo, how you doing? Used to ask who I was
Joe was pursuing, sex was good, all
Moan he was grown, he fuck me 'til the mo'nin'

I used to get vex when he would sex another
Said "Baby don't trip, just Ben I'm rich"
Jen don't bitch, then Miss bitch
Lopez get rich, call me Miss

I tell him, "Baby I need a new
Because my tracks whack, I want to hit the party
You want to play like Ben then me your keys
'Cause even Jen drive a to go fix a weave"

Ooh baby, let me fix my
Touch me up and let me fix my
You pick me up about a quarter to 3
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my

Baby, fix my
Baby, baby, let me fix my
On the I do above 90
Pull me over get the ID

To the heavy cities, Miami, Jersey, D.C.
The Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the
To the beauty salons and irons stitching in that [Incomprehensible] hair

Okay, oh wee, yeah fix your weave, straight up like a perm you
I hope you can S P E L L, nigga, please you know me that