Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Yvette

Yo, Yvette, a lot of rumors going around
They're so bad, baby, you might to skip town
See something's smelling fishy and they say you
All I know is that you made it the whole damn crew

They say a man-eater during the full moon
Mascot of the boys' locker room
They said Yvette walked in, wasn't too much rap
Her reputation got and so did her gap
'Cuz girl, your momma shoulda taught you
I'ma sit down and write you a long

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

I'm you ain't my sister, then again if you was
I'd have to treat you like you was my distant
I'm not a news reporter, I don't to assume
What should I think? I seen ya coming out the men's
You wasn't in alone, wasn't using the phone
The was locked for twenty minutes, all I heard was "Moan"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

I don't really know if the is so
I can ask Curly or Larry or Moe
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, or Joe
Like Claus said, you're a ho-ho-ho

In every disco, you say
Like you're a little angel but we all
Since you was eleven you been this way
You always got in bed you wanted to play
You're a freak, you think you're Godiva
freaks are live but Yvette you're liver

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

You're a queen, a elevator pro
A high-powered makes your Levis grow
See the stories I've heard, could amaze
I she did it on a motorcycle back in the days

So calm freak, get a G.E.D.
a General Education on Decency
One day you'll see and agree me
Unless gonna be a freak until you're 93

For you there's no fee, everything is
This is me to you, not you to me
Every night is your night, leather pants are tight
You try to shake your butt with all your

I don't really wanna diss
You might think I had a too much Bacardi
But that's not the problem, the Yvette
How bad can a reputation get?
See, she's the kinda all the homeboys met
If desperate, ask Yvette 'cuz she'll say "Bet"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

B-Boys are hard on the
The reverend at the said you was barred
Homeboys on the love you a lot
You're a real famous freak you like it or not

So before you start and your beak starts squawking
Let me to you who is talking
I'm LL J, from around the way
You boogie down to my almost every day

Go a hundred miles an hour when you're standing
You're faster than my Caddy when it's going
forget that day in the YMCA
The guy at the desk said it was
For you to come inside 'cuz he knew stay
G and Garfield yelled 'Hooray'

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