Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas,
Mamas, mamas, mamas, mamas
Yeah, go this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for
meant to make your daughter cry
I a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. (oh), I am for real
Never meant to your daughter cry
I apologize a times

My baby's drama mama, like me
She be doing things like having them boys from her neighborhood
To the studio trying to me
She to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the and turn the lights out
And let her her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, medical bills I pay that
I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who down
She wanna rib you up to a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect I fall through
All you, do is that lady when I call you, yeah

Me and yo' daughter, this thing going on
(We got a special of thing going on)
You say it's puppy
We say it's grown
that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms.

Ten out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, dream
that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never that long until you're grown
And notice the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a to abacadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, of she, thoughts of he
Asking what to the feeling that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee,
It happened for a one can't be, mad
So know this, that everything's cool
And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and

Uh, uh,
"Look at the way he me"
Shit, look at the way you me
You see your little nosy-ass home
Done got your ass up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to
And ride thing on out
Now you and your ain't speaking no more
Cause my all in her mouth
Know I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
to beating, envy and to the G they be the same thing
So who you placing the on, you keep on singing the same song
Let be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your

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