Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

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

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

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

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

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, together
that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never that long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too
Ms. Jackson my intentions good I wish I could
Become a to abacadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the that her and me
Had, I pray so about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a one can't be, mad
So know this, know 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, at the way you treat me
You see your little nosy-ass girls
Done got ass sent up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to
And this thing on out
Now you and your girl speaking no more
Cause my all in her mouth
what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the 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 mama

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