Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Postman

(voice)
I been standin waitin here mr. postman
So-o-o
for just a card, for just a
is he comin home to me

(lil' Wayne)
Thats right
Its ya baby! (hah)
I got her on me
she lookin down tha
she see me up and she run to the mailbox
she say its feels like she's up in a cell
and I her cell lock
Im

(voice)

(wayne)
Just to make my mail drop
more masculine him
im than him
im her and him
in faster than them
and then he damn there go that bastard again
He

(voice)

(wayne)
and she him
and I her
and he her
and she him
and he her
and she me
he must be weak 'cause me, I'm the

(voice)

and her man home,
Im the ghost, man
why you think she that pillow close man?
why you think she open the bathroom door?
shes no whore she want of the

(voice)

(wayne)
Girlfriend snatcher, i dont care if attached,
if thats her, thats her,
and thats me to her,
now she hanging up her high ass on the

(postman)

yeah baby i got comeback,
I'll melt walls like a thumbtack,
so miss i know what to do with all that,
fall back, put you in the center

(postman)

That's big talk for a guy,
But im without reply,
she got her legs up, she tryin to in da sky,
she for god, and she callin on I
she

(postman)

I'm like: "yea baby, im right baby, he's here baby!"
She "yea baby!"
heres a letter and some magazines, keep it clean,
he never think it was the

(postman)
(beat continues)

yeah she love my gangsta, she my swagger,
I'm there week just to give her her package,
I up her bills and I pick up her taxes,
You find a few STAMPS on your mattress from the

(postman)

She young holly grove in a envelope, im her private note and
you gotta know, im her fantasy,
she always got letters on the canopy, for the

(postman)

no postal service i got my social workin', and your girl is lurkin',
and this world is dirty, and girl is nervous,
to me head in the convertible im the

(postman)

kind and curtious, she love that in me, she me in her,
and i love plenty, it never fails, im sorry homeboy, but you got mail, im the

(postman)
(beat continues)