Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
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think they can handle this one man?

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

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

Met this girl, she was off the hook
I got cold 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 winding my leg
She fuckin with my head, want a to beg
pumps on, toenails red
Your bodys a gun baby, me full of lead

It hard to hold you you movin' vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes John Travolta
My pulp ain't fiction, it's an
To see your clap on the floor in the kitchen

girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she Mandingo
She dont give a damn if Im or single
She makes me

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

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

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

We finished the 6-pac, she pushed the back
up her dress n she let me eat that
Im as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at

Bought her some dessert, fuck its its early
Head spinnin around roller derby
Everything her says you dont deserve me
I Im worthy

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

(Cuz Im baby)
You somethin' like me?
(Good luck)
Cuz he nothin' like me
(No)
You can search but you gone find
A love thats like mine
(No)

Need a man that can you good
And treat you like he
With me you the shit
He be good but he aint like this
Cuz Im your

In the of the pickup, clothes are ripped up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more
and laughing, music blasting
Side of the road, over crashing

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

Want another 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 shit girl, Im here to
had a girl make me feel this way
though I had to pay

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