Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came the same type game
The type of girl giving out the cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats with big
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat you could see it from the front
She spot me paparazzi
Shot me a in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist up, very little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is sugar and spice the only that you made of
I to play it low key but couldn't keep it down
her to dance she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She Cris straight up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene two: my fam the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big Moon make space for me to in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the pretty bird who I had priorly observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as hell she couldn't get it
I just along and pretended I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you nice to finally meet
We moved to the booth reserved for especially
And ended up sitting directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
Cause girl got all the right weaponry
fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me
We conversated, made a laugh, 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 gon' leave before you with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But you know what its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a dance ain't really that
We laughed about it, her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the fingers on her waist
my blood up like the Arizona summer
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene weeks 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 away smiling, singing Gregory
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan line and tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my other plans got
Man I smashed it an Idaho potato
She me at my J.O., come now, I can't say no
tree trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion 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 more than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it down
we hook up and go at it
Burn a and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She telling me commitment is something she manage
Wake up the next morning, she like it was magic
Ah it, my shit is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw at the kitty club
With banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up