Luyện nghe bài hát Lyle Lovette

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches
Tits and

1]
Bitches be dreamin for eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin, I'm about to the seamen
Wipe myself off on your cover
If she talks any trash flash my box cutters
Cause I'm than any pimp you've had in your life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby gets
I'm lacing the liquor with some piss and some
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, a sticky bun
the block, big one is gonna gimme some
Cause I'm a freak, I the girls with tattoos
I got busy in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, 'em both say my name
Ain't never had three, but believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, I fit words like scrabble
The cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to
I've got a full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got little girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes her pubic blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, townhouse flavour
She travels on business I'm gettin' with the neighbors
I got a freak that the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east
Got a Bloomington bitch with a in her apartment
Rug all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, them all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body jewels and titties
And a hoe that in Fargo for when I escape the city

But my favorite one, out of all of 'em, is girl
I sway the tongue never once have I forceful
She lays it on like its a job that she
lips is these? the response is always slugs

2]
The Richfield freak the lip gloss and hairspray
women that like to fuck on the staircase
North side chicks, side chicks, suburban chicks
to open married women up to the pervertedness
Disturbing your relationship, my morals
I'm working with the way I 'em out, silly mortals
The I kick, the sport I play
Now what to say when I'm at this buffet with these tasty morsels

3]
Crusin the street in my babies mom's caprice
got the windows cracked, wearin a fleece
Hit the bus depot, yo boo you cute
Gimme nine and a half weeks and I'll have that freak two
Distribute and across the ??
I know its hard being girl, let me soothe the pain
I you baby, straight up I understand
Now lift up your ass so I can these fuckin' pants down
The only ones I don't do is those eighteen
Or at least I keep that shit a secret if you know what I
I got sluts that love to give head, and I like to
The way they move their up and down my...

Motherfucker! I can't believe sittin down here
some bullshit like this

(Hey man it's just a song, it's just a song, it's a joke)

Oh, you wanna be a eh? you better take your ass over
To that neglected you got there.

(Why you trippin' on me in front....)

Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you rhyming about some bullshit like