Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
Bitches
and butts

1]
Bitches be for this eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm about to the seamen
Wipe myself off on your cover
If she talks any trash flash my box cutters
Cause I'm than any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby gets
I'm lacing the liquor with some and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna gimme
Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with
I once got busy in a Burger drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, 'em both say my name
never had three, but best believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the herds of cattle
Cruisin' street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic hair
And I've got a bitch that in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' down with the
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east
Got a Bloomington bitch a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, them all work the food court
Yo hit me up a chicken soft taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body and fake titties
And a hoe lives in Fargo for when I escape the city

But my one, out of all of 'em, is YOUR girl
I the tongue never once have I been forceful
She it on like its a job that she loves
Who's lips is these? the is always slugs

2]
The bitches freak the lip gloss and hairspray
Downtown women that like to on the staircase
North side chicks, side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to open married women up to the
Disturbing your relationship, excuse my
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, mortals
The I kick, the sport I play
Now what to say when I'm sittin at this buffet these tasty morsels

3]
Crusin down the street in my babies mom's
got the windows cracked, wearin a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you kinda
Gimme nine and a weeks and I'll have that freak flippin two
Distribute and across the ??
I know its being young girl, let me soothe the pain
I understand you baby, up I understand
Now lift up ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants down
The ones I don't do is those under eighteen
Or at I keep that shit a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to head, and I like to watch
The way they move tongue up and down my...

Motherfucker! I can't your sittin down here
Recordin' some bullshit this

(Hey man just a song, it's just a song, it's like a joke)

Oh, you wanna be a pimp eh? you better take ass over
To that neglected you got there.

(Why you trippin' on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you about some bullshit like this?