Luyện nghe bài hát High School

He he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas 'cause he got his papers
Gave up on love fucking with heart breakers
But he was getting money with the movers and the
He was mixed with a things, bald like a couple rings
Bricks in the and grams to sing-sing
Left arm, baby mother
5-year bid up North when they
Anyway I felt him, him, put him on lock, seat-belt him
Took him out to Belgium,
Bitches this pretty, that's
This box better than the box he was in
I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him like daughters
He like it when I get drunk, but I like it he be sober
That's top of the toppa, I never with beginners
I let him with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I'm in the zone

They holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high
Me and my crew, we can slide
Give it to you whenever you want, whip it you want
Baby it's
Anywhere, everywhere, baby your world, ain't it? (alright)
it's your world, ain't it?

Uh, she got a at home and one on the side
Best is a dyke, they fucked around a few times
Her and her momma alike, so all they do is
I tell her "make me some money", she me "make me a wife"
I tell bitch "you crazy, fuck wrong with you?"
And my French, but I'm a long kisser
And she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hitting
And I say "what them niggas?" She say: "what about them niggas?"
You right, you doing tonight?
Put on tight, don't judge me, I'd get life
She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a
like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it, the out the bottle
Pussy so wet, need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine, I her "stop lying, mine and who else?"
She say worry yourself Lil Tune

holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can through
Give it to you whenever you want, whip it you want
it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere, it's your world, ain't it?
it's your world, ain't it?