Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
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Y'all think can handle this one man?

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

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

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

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

It to hold you when you movin' vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes John Travolta
My pulp ain't fiction, an addiction
To see your booty clap on the in the kitchen

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

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

She Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life time is to be on TV
She for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Timberlake

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

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

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

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

(Cuz Im baby)
You somethin' like me?
(Good luck)
Cuz he ain't like me
(No)
You can but you never gone find
A love quite like mine
(No)

Need a man can love you good
And treat you like he
With me shawty you the
He might be good but he aint like
Cuz Im your

In the back of the pickup, clothes are up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more
Running and laughing, music
Side of the road, bent crashing

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

Want another baby? She like, Sure
Wanna hit the club? She like, I curr
She all in the rearview doin her
Hairspray and lip everywhurr

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

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