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 fishy and they say it's you
All I know is that you made it with the whole damn

They say you're a during the full moon
Mascot of the senior boys' locker
said Yvette walked in, there wasn't too much rap
Her got bigger and so did her gap
'Cuz girl, your shoulda taught you better
I'ma sit down and write you a long

Dear,
Dear,
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Dear,

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

Dear,
Dear,
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Dear,

I don't really if the story is so
I can either ask Curly or or Moe
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, or Joe
Like Santa Claus said, a ho-ho-ho

In disco, you say hello
Like you're a angel but we all know
Since you was you been acting this way
You always got in bed when you wanted to
You're a freak, you you're Lady Godiva
freaks are live but Yvette you're liver

Dear,
Dear,
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Dear,

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

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

For you no fee, everything is free
This is me to you, not you to me
Every is your night, your leather pants are tight
You try to shake your with all your might

I really wanna diss nobody
You think I had a little too much Bacardi
But that's not the problem, the Yvette
How bad can a reputation get?
See, the kinda girl all the homeboys met
If you're desperate, ask Yvette 'cuz say "Bet"

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

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

So you start walking 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 miles an hour when you're standing still
You're faster than my Caddy when it's downhill
Won't forget that day in the
The guy at the said it was okay
For you to come inside 'cuz he knew stay
Greg G and Garfield yelled

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