Luyện nghe bài hát Bowtie

you cut up
Girl you you cut up

on my feet
Fox fur on my
Bowtie my neck
That's why they call me the mack
In the Cadillac! Yeah!

Crocodile on my
Fox fur on my
Bowtie my neck
That's why they me the gangsta mack
In the Cadillac! Yeah!

Nasty Knightingale
Fresh in tuxedo
Cummerbund with no
My torpedo, you
Need to (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)
I'm r-o-l-a-i-d-s, release the squeeze or release the keys
To the shackles on her wrist, she can some of this
on smack on some of this dick tracy
Arrest her, book her, your hooker
You took her to the club and now her body is full of
Off Butterscotch Schnapps and Bailey's Irish Cream
She's a damsel in distress impressed with things
Whatcha mean? (Chip, chop it up, the breeze!)
In the parking lot we primp, crooked booty to the scene I's

on my feet
Fox fur on my
Bowtie 'round my
That's why they call me the gangsta
In the Cadillac! Yeah!

on my feet
Fox fur on my
'round my neck
That's why they call me the mack
In the Cadillac! Yeah!

Oh, lord! How can it be so
To put on a pair of panties much a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by complimenting you on physique
You unique, you best believe I'm gon' once I speak
Spoke, spit, spatter, spat and I macked her just that
But it years of perseverance and experience to get that cat!
So why don't I chase Hennessy down with some of that
On your back, like a cheerleader the final stack!
As we strut the line through the glass window glance
We look fine, right on
As we step in the place the nursery's crunk we've come to
watching cause them furs just hit the door
While the gator's creeping, crawling oh so wicked that floor
To the V.I.P. where we proceed to you what you need
Throw your hands up if you feel me! Throw your up if you feel me!
Cause we designed, like the finest wine
good to be fly, so don't you ask me why
I got the ladies in line, because they can't
So raise hands to the sky cause we super fly

Crocodile on my
Fox fur on my
Bowtie my neck
why they call me the gangsta mack
In the Cadillac! Yeah!

Crocodile on my
Fox fur on my
'round my neck
That's why they call me the mack
In the Cadillac! Yeah!