Luyện nghe bài hát Bonnie Shyne

In front of Gucci in the winter, I seen ya girl
Just walkin' uh, in your fur
I was laid up in the Coupe, back up
Lookin' at cha just pure wit no makeup

A little bit of Mac lip gloss, hair in a bun well
for a ring, I seen none
So I out the Coupe in hot pursuit
To stop and

Like, I'm and you? You're my destiny
And you're diamond cluster, too much just to ya
Perfume, down to ya
Think I'll wait, 'til the second to fuck ya

I wanna you, nah, I'm just playin'
But we can start wit a few nights, out in
Surfin', be layin' up on
Here's my number; put in ya and call me

On the telephone, she heard my
me to pick her up in my Rolls Royce
If my Rolls Royce, is not for
Then girl, I'm take you in my Mercedes

If my will not fill up wit the disease
Then girl I'm gonna you in my Firebird
If my Firebird cannot the curve
Girl put ass in the damn Metro bus

I'm closer, my player days is over
Well, maybe not
But still and all, here, rest ya head on my bed
And let me get ya legs

Lay on ya back, uh, take it the back
Like a bad girl to, I know you like that
Scream, wake the neighbors from they
Grab the sheets witcha teeth, ya butt cheeks

Quarter styles ya body, lick you up
Treat you a convenience store, stick you up
Take you to the balcony, you up
So you can look at the city, while I'm diggin' ya

Then we drive the sunset, pull over
Get up on the ma, I ain't done yet, uh

On the telephone, she heard my
Tell me to pick her up in my Rolls
If my Rolls Royce, is not for
Then girl, I'm gonna you in my Mercedes

If my Mercedes not fill up wit the disease
Then I'm gonna take you in my Firebird
If my Firebird take the curve
Girl put your ass in the damn bus

been together for a few months now
Did it all, Seasons to the Trump
Beverly Hills in ya underclothes
In Paris, Eiffel Tower, baths and showers

In a Silindo sheen, is what you seem
See me flip a things, load up magazines
And I, I think you might be the one, whoa, the right one
Wait press the brakes, investigate

I do know to you it don't matter
Whether my is slim or fatter
Whether it's BBQ's or Mr. platter
Even if I slip off the ladder

Even if the paragraphs, didn't hit the and smash
If my car was a on the surface or back
I think you'd be right there you'll be right there
we right there, no Cartier charms

Just you in my arms, no Don
a bottle of Evian, c'mon, uh

On the telephone, she heard my
me to pick her up in my Rolls Royce
If my Royce, is not for ladies
Then girl, I'm gonna take you in my

If my Mercedes will not up wit the disease
Then girl I'm take you in my Firebird
If my Firebird cannot take the
Girl put your ass in the damn bus

So I draw from my tonic and I one sip
Should've me 'cause I gallop like a horse'll get whipped
quick yeah, come quick, whoa
'Cause you I love and not

Although some may change, well, you know I never
I'ma love, love, love, love, you forever, oh I
be there for me
Always be there, be for me

Oh, ayah, ayah, ayah, ayah,
Oh
For me, for me