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 this

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

My baby's drama mama, like me
She be doing things like having them come from her neighborhood
To the trying to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the 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 mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay
Shit you never got a chance to hear my side of the we was divided
She had fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't invited
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I through
All you, do is defend that lady I call you, yeah

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

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm fine
The muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I we feel like 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 magician to all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, of he
Asking happened to the feeling that her and me
Had, I so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a one can't be, mad
So know this, know that everything's
And yes I will be present on the day of school, and graduation

Uh, uh,
"Look at the way he me"
Shit, look at the way you me
You see your little nosy-ass home
got your ass sent up the creek G
Without a paddle, you to straddle
And ride this on out
Now you and girl ain't speaking no more
Cause my dick all in her
Know I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the thing
So who you placing the blame on, you keep on singing the song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the on
You and your

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