Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
Yeh

Y'all think they can handle one man?

Call the and tell 'em this your song
This your song, this your song, this your song, your song

Girl come on, come on, girl come on
Cuz Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im your baby, your

Met this girl, she was off the hook
I got chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter, no need to
I let her my heart like a horny crook

Had her grinding and against my leg
She fuckin with my head, want a to beg
Sexy on, toenails red
bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead

It hard to hold you when you movin'
Peace sign on eyes like John Travolta
My pulp fiction, it's an addiction
To see booty clap on the floor in the kitchen

Nasty girl, me all the lingo
While play bingo, she ride Mandingo
She dont give a if Im married or single
She me tingle

Shawty Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your baby,

She likes and R&B
Her time goal is to be on TV
She for a man that could give her a break
Usher or Justin Timberlake

Im really not sure if her breasts are
Cuz wit whipped cream on em, taste just like cake
We some beer, inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with Cupids

We finished the 6-pac, she the seat back
Pulled up her dress n she let me eat
Im drunk as a skunk, feeling all
stop bathroom at 7:30

Bought her dessert, mother fuck its its early
Head around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont me
I hope Im

Cuz shawty Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im baby, your baby, yeah

(Cuz Im baby)
You need like me?
(Good luck)
Cuz he nothin' like me
(No)
You can but you never gone find
A love quite like mine
(No)

Need a man that can love you
And treat you he should
With me you the shit
He might be but he aint like this
Cuz Im baby

In the of the pickup, clothes are ripped up
She see my chrome wheels, it more real
Running and laughing, blasting
Side of the road, bent over

Mouth all dry, puffin herb
If you see my mama, say a word
The cops wanna why my words are slurred
ask me officer, ask her

Want drink baby? She like, Sure
Wanna hit the She like, I dont curr
She all in the doin her hurr
and lip gloss everywhurr

This all on an average day
Your life is the girl, Im here to stay
Never had a girl make me feel way
Even I had to pay

Shawty Im your baby, baby, your baby, your baby
Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im baby, your baby, yeah