Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same type
The type of girl out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats big thangs
Jewels chip, clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
She spot me like
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat pants
Hot
your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very little
The slims at the gym tone your frame up
Is and spice the only thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't it down
Asked her to she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, sounds Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, her waist up
two: my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the stand big things is in the
The brother Big Moon space for me to move in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the same pretty bird who I had observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I just played along and I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you it's nice to finally
We moved to the booth reserved for crew
And honey-love ended up sitting directly to me
I'm type polite but now I'm looking at her
Cause baby girl got all the weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, a laugh, yeah you know me bro
Even I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say to the family
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you what its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a dance ain't that original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up the Arizona summer
Song finished then she whispered honey, let's exchange
Scene three: of dating late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
She walked smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan and that tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it an Idaho potato
She me at my J.O., come now, I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, lover not ease up
Three months, she call I I'm running a fever
Six months, I'm her I desperately need her
months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to it down I'm really trying to lock it down
we hook up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to it
She telling me commitment is something she manage
Wake up the morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison frantic
My unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw at the kitty club
With some banging ass playing lay it down and lick me up