Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Jackson

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like

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

My baby's drama mama, don't me
She be doing things like having boys come from her neighborhood
To the studio trying to me
She need to get a, of the american pie and take her bite out
my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, medical bills I pay that
I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid
She wanna rib you up to a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a to hear 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 her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you,

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

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin;
The quickest muzzle it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, dream
that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever,
Forever never that long until you're grown
And that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I I could
Become a to abacadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, of he
Asking what happened to the that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee,
It for a reason one can't be, mad
So know this, that everything's cool
And yes I be present on the first day of school, and graduation

Uh, uh,
"Look at the way he me"
Shit, at the way you treat me
You see your little nosy-ass home
Done got your ass up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to
And ride thing on out
Now you and your girl speaking no more
Cause my dick all in her
Know what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity,
Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the same
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on singing the same
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and your

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