Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Booty

Yo, at a club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her was kim
She said let's jet she was ready for the jim
I doubt thee e would front
So like a real stunt, I 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, like barbecue ribs
I said "no thank you" not now
How about some drink, yes gin rummy
that, come here and sit down
And put on by mister bobbi brown
We waste no time, it was to do it
Put on some james so we can get into it
No stuff, like ropes or handcuffs
But when you me please don't be rough
I said "listen, be gentle, I'll be very gentle
When I'm loving yoooouuu, I'm loving yoooouuu
So I dipped, I ship
Threw in the like on the boat tip
That's what I get for to be a lover
But never judge a book, by the cover
I'm not dissing, and I don't like
But next time, I to know who I'm kissing
You can me gay or a tutti-frutti
But I won't touch it I know who's booty

Well I was maxin one day minding my own
Talking to on my car telephone
When I seen this fly girl clocking my means of
The in her eye was the look of infatuation
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 a lift because I'm going that way"
She said "my mother told me not to ride with strangers
If I did, than my life be in danger"
I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not everyday swinger"
To tell you the truth, I'm a known singer"
Plus I was coolin
40 dog in lap
on my fingers with my fisherman hat
She got in and said "yo I done this before"
I had to play my right 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 microphone
Who open surgery, on mc's who are willing
to try same them, I try to kill them"
She said "ooh that 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 door she up the homegrown
I was with it, felling from old e
to get busy, and wax a cold 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 it, it was hard to produce
Because the booty was cold kickin like call me bruce
I had to my nose, not to ruin the mood
I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood
Smelled like shrimp or lobster, or 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 move was
But she pulled me close, and "let's get loose"
And out of I yelled "baby did you do"
She said no p, cause I'm not a
I couldn't buy as I smelled my forefinger
I was playing myself plus my was cramped
I grabbed my keys and coat, and md broke
And as I walked to the door, the girl got
I looked her eye to eye and "who's booty?"