Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh from Yard

Likkle Kim Beenie Man
(Zagga, zow, zow, zow)
Bumba, star, yo, yo
America, Caribbean, a matter a fact the
We're at you Kim, where you at babe?

Gal flex, time to sex
Jump in a your lex a blunt pop a Becks
Now you know that my is rated XXX
Just lookin' ain't a gal, you no have 'nuff

I use to rock Tacchini, C And G bikinis
Now I'm hot in my Queen Bee collection
Got gear to match my from Monday to Sunday
Designers me exclusives straight off the runway

That's how it is, my shit is out
Some of show up but like jeans y'all fade out
Whatever, fly out the crew hit the beach in
Niggas watch me shake my fanny in my iced out

Beenie Man and Likkle Kim out
(Shout)
from east, west, north, and south
Say, I'm the emcee the nasty mouth
Put that on my kids, we do it way big

Gal, open up the dem wide
And let me get inside that, and wuk you all
A who gal, yuh wanna bite
And kick up and a real like a man she wanna alright

Open up your dem wide and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna and kick up
And a real like a man she wanna alright

you a toppa, toppa
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi look inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

So mi go so, hear mi man a nuh rapper
Entertainer, worst man a toppa, toppa
Do wah, pop your collar, no holla
a thousand dollar, buy ganja and liquor cau wah

Gal yuh brighter and yuh now
Chicken heads and 'bout twelve hoochie
When car hot, clothes pop off, get it
The DJ seh we fresh from yard, Kim just buck a real old dog

Last gal mi wuk she end up at the morge
Badman a real man a nuh fraud, hey, true, what dem seh

Gal, open up the dem wide
And let me get inside that, and wuk you all
A who this gal, yuh bite
And kick up and a real like a man she fight alright

Open up legs dem wide and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite and kick up
And a real a man she wanna fight alright

From you a toppa,
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

From you a toppa,
(Mi good inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Anyway, mi have girls all nations really Haitian and Jamaican
Woman, a seh mi God's creation so dem wanna mi
in application, wanna mi qualification
Line up on mi gate like mi a custom or

How girl, fi rule mon? Dem mad a could a wanna man?
Just slam up Malaysian and mi for Indonesian
a Puerto Rican 'pon di hill mi buy a mansion
Just buy a apartment mi girl fi wah Italian

One deh drive a BMW I she a German
And to each a di one mi a bag a pound from over England
Have on Netherland, African or Switzerland
Bettin' baby' mother weh mi fresh from yard

Kim just buck a real old dog
This a bad boy yah jump 'pon
Last gal mi wuk she end up
At the morgue, mi can her somethin'

Gal, up the legs dem wide
And let me get that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna
And kick up and a like a man she wanna fight alright

Open up your dem wide and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite and kick up
And a real like a man she fight alright

you a toppa, toppa
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi look inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Man and Likkle Kim callin' out
(Shout)
People from East, West, and South
Say, I'm the emcee the nasty mouth
Put on my unborn kids, we do it way big