Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Yvette

Yo, Yvette, there's a lot of going around
They're so bad, baby, you might have to skip
See something's smelling fishy and say it's you
All I know is that you made it the whole damn crew

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

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

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

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
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 every disco, you say
Like you're a angel but we all know
Since you was eleven you acting this way
You got in bed when you wanted to play
a freak, you think you're Lady Godiva
Some freaks are live but you're liver

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

a back-seat queen, a elevator pro
A high-powered body makes Levis grow
See the stories heard, they could amaze
I she did it on a motorcycle back in the days

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

For you there's no fee, is free
This is me to you, not you to me
Every night is your night, your leather are tight
You try to shake butt with all your might

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

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

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

So before you start and your beak starts squawking
Let me explain to you who is
I'm LL Cool J, from the way
You boogie down to my almost every day

Go a hundred miles an hour when you're standing
faster than my Caddy when it's going downhill
Won't forget that day in the
The guy at the desk said it was
For you to inside 'cuz he knew you'd stay
Greg G and yelled 'Hooray'

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
Dear,

Dear,
Dear,
Dear,
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