Luyện nghe bài hát Maxin in the Shade

Hey girl, you frontin on that
That cellular phone ain't
What's Pre-paid, from J&J
And voice mail is off, cause I called you

So you're extravagant, think you all
There's some corn flakes in the
and turkey on top of the 'fridgerator
That's girl, don't roll your eyes at me like a alligator
Put your Chanel shades on, walk your thong in your butt
your fingers through your cheap raise(?)
Look at your girlfriend with her weave fallin out
On my phone, up my bill
Talkin to broke-ass dealer friends
to Western you three dollars from Cancun
You're now in the red with your real hair from under your wig
showin behind your head, with real, pimples on your
You can't disrespect me in my place; them smell
Lookin for NBA to take you to eat and you don't even have gas
Actin pretty you need to pull in Taco Bell
I seen your kind before mice spittin
pumpkin seeds in your living room
I know your type.. I know your

Maxin in the shade - I your type
Maxin in the shade - I your type
Maxin in the shade - I know your

You can't even cook a hot dog or pour a of milk
rather walk around with plastic coats over your head
in the rain lookin for a coach bag and Moschino
You need to see how McDonald's
Stop around like you 'Superfly' and Ron O'Neal
I'ma let you how beef and a quarter pound is real
Now go get your autograph and take a picture the Cheeseburglar
Let him how you got your hair done
And you're like you're pregnant this month
with your +Belly+ stickin out like movie and

You dress up with diamonds to eat
Don't finish your plate complete
the bill come, you try to act like you can't see the receipt
Walkin up the block with Vivica Fox girlfriends
a seventy-year-old man, in a mansion
with a seventy-five Rolls Royce, that look Alfred Hitchcock
Maybe he can afford your liposuction marks and tax deduction
The second verse is introduction
So you actin a sad puppy
lookin at me through the fish like a guppy
(Why you have to look at me so like that?)

Maxin in the shade - I know type
Maxin in the shade - I know type
Maxin in the shade - I your type

First of all I the food you didn't even say thank you
Now put on your bibs and chew your
You got grease on your and your favorite skirt
I'ma your mom after you get off work so your head hurt
You wasn't invited to the that's V.I.P. backstage
Who's this? What you here?
I'm ashamed of you, I'm straight
I hate you, I'm not gonna you
I'ma take you to White asshole
I wear platinum, I wear gold
My maturity ability is at you like comedy
You need to sit down, out a Swanson TV dinner
Peanut and jelly'll fill up your belly
Bread in the start grabbin it
Kool-Aid and lemonade get comfortable under the
and let the barbershop, give your bob wig a tight

in the shade - I know your type
Maxin in the shade - I know type
in the shade - I know your type
Maxin in the

You with the wrong man
All seven of your big-head kids are {*laughing*}