Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
Buts and
tricks
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for eight inch demon
And you hear me screamin, I'm about to free the seamen
myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash flash my box cutters
Cause I'm rougher than any pimp had in your life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby trifled
I'm lacing the with some piss and some Lysol
in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna some
Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with
I once got in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em both say my
Ain't never had three, but best believe that I'm
And that's the key game, I fit words like scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, pool ridin' shotgun
Got the tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic hair
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse
She travels on I'm gettin' down with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east
Got a Bloomington with a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body and fake titties
And a hoe that lives in Fargo for when I the city

But my one, out of all of 'em, is YOUR girl
I sway the tongue never once I been forceful
She lays it on like its a job she loves
Who's lips is these? the is always slugs

2]
The Richfield bitches freak the lip and hairspray
Downtown women like to fuck on the staircase
side chicks, south side chicks, suburban chicks
Love to open women up to the pervertedness
Disturbing your relationship, my morals
I'm working with the way I trick 'em out, mortals
The words I kick, the sport I
Now what to say when I'm sittin at this buffet these tasty morsels

3]
Crusin the street in my babies mom's caprice
February got the windows cracked, a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you cute
nine and a half weeks and I'll have that freak flippin two
Distribute and across the ??
I know its hard being girl, let me soothe the pain
I you baby, straight up I understand
Now lift up your ass so I can pull these fuckin' pants
The ones I don't do is those under eighteen
Or at least I keep that a secret if you know what I mean
I got sluts that love to give head, and I to watch
The way they move their tongue up and my...

Motherfucker! I can't believe your sittin here
Recordin' some bullshit this

(Hey man just a song, it's just a song, it's like a joke)

Oh, you wanna be a pimp eh? you better your ass over
To neglected girl you got there.

(Why you always on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you rhyming about bullshit like this?