Luyện nghe bài hát Bonnie Shyne

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

A little bit of Mac lip gloss, hair in a bun done
Lookin' for a ring, I seen
So I hopped out the in hot pursuit
To stop and

Like, I'm Shyne and you? my destiny
And you're diamond cluster, too much to touch ya
Perfume, to ya structure
I'll wait, 'til the second night to fuck ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We've been for a few months now
Did it all, Four Seasons to the
Hills bungalows in ya underclothes
In Paris, Tower, bubble baths and showers

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

What I do to you it don't matter
Whether my pockets is or fatter
it's BBQ's or Mr. Child's platter
Even if I slip off the success

Even if the paragraphs, hit the charts and smash
If my car was a train on the 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
Just a of Evian, c'mon, uh

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

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

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

Although some may change, well, you know I will
I'ma love, love, love, love, you forever, oh I
be there for me
be there, be there for me

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