Luyện nghe bài hát Lollypops

Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that
Somebody let him know.. tell nigga
His is out of pocket

It was me and yo' broad, in my 'llac
She tried to climb on top of me and on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the
We do somethin nasty, with all this lust you got
I fucked her on the then we got up in the bed
up in the mornin, can't remember what we did
Last we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
up all night, 'til 7:30 can't touch us
When we down on the beach, in the in Miami
I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her
She was in the water, MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back, I her panties to the left
I told her.. naww baby, we do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, let's go up to my
Tell your man you was lost, ran a boss
Then I opened that ass up like a can of

We don't like lollypops
ass niggaz don't know how we rock
They can't even it
When you tell the truth, they can't a bitch
We don't like those marks
that run the other way when the starts
Cause they know what to do
Don't lie tell me why would I with you

Stop since we datin the same lady
hate the player, hate the game baby
I like her style, she's wild
And when we do it we don't time goin out
We into it like the X-Rated flick no plot, it's so hot
hesitate and don't stop 'til we on top
She got a dude - but what I prove?
Ain't no need to creep, you she's a freak
it all, 'til the balls, disappear in her jaws
Then she take off drawers, let me hit them sugar walls
And when I'm done fun tryin to be a player
She kiss my thang and say I'll see you later
Now if you can't take it mayne you need a girl
Take a around the town and try to look for her
Cause yo' wife's a hoe, you might like to
If she see a big dick, she go..

I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop
Stop the lies, no comparin
You wanna ride let's go; I got a magic carpet with vogues
I'm to the ladies but I'm hard on the hoes
And you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"
You told me it out, you wanna see it's real
I know your type girl, you fin' to wait
That's how a taste ridin on the interstate
It's in your mouth, make you wanna scream and
You can swallow or spit, when the cream out - bitch!
Just don't tell man
Cause whores wars when they know they can
I understand, you wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, "Feelin' on Booty"
And after tonight, when you kick it a real one
All them niggaz you ain't even gon' feel 'em (hell nah)