Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty 2

In she came with the same type
The type of girl out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she cats with big thangs
chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat that you see it from the front
She spot me paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty
Hot
your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is and spice the only thing that you made of
I tried to it low key but couldn't keep it down
Asked her to she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, sounds from
She Cris straight up, skanking, winding her waist up
two: my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the stand big things is in the
The brother Big Moon space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the same pretty bird who I had observed
Trying to play me for the
as hell she couldn't get it together
I just played along and pretended I met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you it's to finally meet
We moved to the booth reserved for crew
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm type but now I'm looking at her skeptically
baby girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, a laugh, yeah you know me bro
Even though I 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 apologize for the other night, I know it wasn't
But baby you know what its like, some brothers don't be coming
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a ain't really that original
We laughed it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song finished then she whispered honey, let's exchange
Scene weeks of dating late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room silent
She walked away smiling, singing Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me tan line and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Sweetest
candles, all my other plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it like an Idaho
She me at my J.O., come now, I can't say no
Ginseng trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her knees up, lover not ease up
Three months, she call I feel I'm running a
Six months, I'm telling her I need her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms when not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really to lock it down
Midnight we up and go at it
Burn a and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She me commitment is something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she like it was magic
Ah damn it, my shit is on Harrison Ford
My 911's unanswered by my fly Taurus
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty
With some banging ass Asian lay it down and lick me up