Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
Yeh

Y'all think they can this one man?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She likes 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 breasts are
Cuz wit whipped cream on em, they taste just cake
We drink some beer, inside of '64
She shot me in the back with arrow

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

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

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

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

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

In the back of the pickup, clothes are 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, dont say a
The cops wanna know why my words are
ask me officer, ask her

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

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

Shawty 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, baby, yeah