Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Fat Booty

In she came with the same game
The type of girl giving out the cell phone and name
Big fame, she cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it the front
She spot me like
Shot me a glance in catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your love, where you came from
and wrist laced up, very little make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing that you of
I tried to it low key but couldn't keep it down
Asked her to dance she was like, yo I'm now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris straight up, skanking, winding her up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big Moon space for me to move in
Hey, my man Mos, baby let me introduce
I turn around, say
It was the same bird who I had priorly observed
Trying to play me for the
Shocked as hell she 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 you it's nice to finally meet
We to the booth reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up sitting next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
baby girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
though I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm about to murk, I say to the family
She hop up like, how you gon' leave you dance with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like, some brothers don't be right
I understand, I'm feeling you,
Can I have a dance ain't really original
We laughed about it, her arms across my shoulder blades
They Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist
Heating my blood up like the summer
finished then she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
Scene three: weeks of dating late conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and
She touched on my eyelids, the room silent
She walked smiling, singing Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me tan line and that tattoo
Sade, Sweetest Taboo
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it like an potato
She call me at my J.O., now, I can't say no
tree trunks, rocking the P-funk
Cocking her up, champion lover not ease up
Three months, she call I feel I'm a fever
Six months, I'm telling her I desperately her
Nine months, symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it
we hook up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to it
She telling me commitment is something she manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was
Ah it, my shit is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, Moon hit me up, I saw at the kitty club
With banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up