Luyện nghe bài hát High School

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

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

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