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

My drama mama, don't like me
She be doing things like them boys come from her neighborhood
To the studio to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and her bite out
That's my house, disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a
Private school, daycare, shit 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 a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a chance to hear my of the story we was divided
She had fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't invited
it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that when 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 love
We say it's full
Hope that we feel this, feel way forever
You can plan a picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms.

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

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

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