Luyện nghe bài hát Bowtie

you cut up
Girl you you cut up

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

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

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

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

on my feet
Fox fur on my
Bowtie 'round my
why they call me the gangsta 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 your
You unique, you best believe I'm gon' skeet I speak
Spoke, spit, spatter, spat and I her just like that
But it takes years of perseverance and to get that cat!
So why don't I chase this Hennessy with some of that
On your back, like a cheerleader missing the stack!
As we strut the line through the glass window glance
We look fine, on time
As we step in the place the nursery's crunk we've come to
Everybody's watching cause them just hit the door
the gator's creeping, crawling oh so wicked across that floor
To the V.I.P. we proceed to give you what you need
your hands up if you feel me! Throw your hands up if you feel me!
Cause we well designed, like the wine
Feel good to be fly, so you ask me why
I got the ladies in line, because they deny
So raise your hands to the sky we super fly

on my feet
Fox fur on my
Bowtie 'round my
That's why they call me the mack
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!