Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

Yo, at a hip-hop was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her dripped with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her was kim
She said jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt e would front
So a real stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I could see in her
So we stepped, and right to her place
It was fat, she had a crib
She offered food, some barbecue ribs
I said "no you" not now honey
How about drink, yes some gin rummy
that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by bobbi brown
We no time, it was time to do it
Put on some james brown so we can get it
No kinky stuff, like or handcuffs
But when you me please don't be rough
I said "listen, I'll be gentle, be very gentle
When I'm loving yoooouuu, when I'm loving
So I dipped, I abandoned
Threw in the anchor like on the tip
what I get for trying to be a lover
But judge a book, by the damm cover
I'm not dissing, and I don't like
But next time, I to know who I'm kissing
You can call me gay or a
But I won't touch it until I know who's

Well I was one day just minding my own
Talking to on my car telephone
I seen this fly girl clocking my means of transportation
The look in her eye was the look of
So I put my car in park, turned my system
I "excuse me, are you new in town"
She said "it's funny you I just got here today"
I said "yo, you need a lift because I'm that way"
She said "my mother always told me not to with strangers
If I did, than my life be in danger"
I said "yeah true, but I'm not you're everyday swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a known singer"
Plus I was coolin
40 dog in lap
Rings on my with my fisherman hat
She got in and said "yo I never this before"
I had to play my cards to get my foot in the door
I said yeah, my name is but they call me md
For the way I the mic, and slay mc's
She was and replied "you a medical doctor?"
I said "close but no cigar, I'm the doctor
Who performs open surgery, on who are willing
to try same them, I try to kill them"
She said "ooh sounds exciting, please tell me more"
You mean how we pack concerts and clock 10 g's or
We pulled up to her house and her moms home
And as we got to the she sparked up the homegrown
I was with it, felling nice old e
Ready to get busy, and wax a booty
We got to her room, it was to max
Pulled out the jim hat and strapped the
I hit the lights, and was the sack
We started doing it, it was to produce
Because the booty was cold like they call me bruce
I had to cover my nose, not to ruin the
Because I know I wasn't fishing but I seafood
Smelled like or lobster, or tuna of the sea
And it wasn't worth catching the a-the d-to the s-oh yes
The s is for sex
And as I glanced at the door, you that was next
But she me close, and said "let's get loose"
And out of I yelled "baby did you do"
She said no p, I'm not a swinger
I couldn't buy that as I my forefinger
I was playing plus my style was cramped
I grabbed my and coat, and md broke camp
And as I walked to the door, the got moody
I looked her eye to eye and "who's booty?"