Luyện nghe bài hát Bowtie

you cut up
Girl you you cut up

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

Nasty Knightingale
Fresh in that
Cummerbund no suspenders
My torpedo, you
to chat (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)
I'm your r-o-l-a-i-d-s, release the or release the keys
To the on her wrist, she can tackle some of this
Smack on on some of this dick tracy
Arrest her, book her, fingerprint hooker
You took her to the club and now her body is full of
Off that Butterscotch and Bailey's Irish Cream
She's a in distress impressed with stylish things
mean? (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)
In the parking lot we primp, crooked to the scene where 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
Bowtie 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 less a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by complimenting you on physique
You unique, you best believe I'm skeet once I speak
Spoke, spit, spatter, spat and I macked her like that
But it takes of perseverance and experience to get that cat!
So why don't I this Hennessy down with some of that
On your back, like a cheerleader missing the stack!
As we skip the line through the glass window glance
We look fine, on time
As we step in the place the crunk we've come to play
Everybody's watching cause them just hit the door
While the creeping, crawling oh so wicked across that floor
To the V.I.P. where we proceed to give you you need
Throw your hands up if you feel me! your hands up if you feel me!
Cause we designed, like the finest wine
Feel to be fly, so don't you ask me why
I got the ladies in line, they can't deny
So raise your hands to the sky cause we fly

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

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