Luyện nghe bài hát Come And Party With Me

[Chorus: LL J]
We can chill up in the club, we can pop a bub
We can up in the VIP
You can show a nigga love, you can give me rubs
Yeah, baby, and party with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, and party with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, and party with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, come and party me (hey)
Yeah, baby, come and with me (hey)

[Hook: LL J (girl)]
One-two, and pump it up, and (ah back it up)
One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah it up)
One-two, and it up, and one-two (ah back it up)
One-two, and it up

[LL J]
say what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas
If this ain't Vegas, pretend it's Vegas
I know you up to, your skirt's outrageous
But I'm so up that I forgot what your name is
We can jump in my drop-head and pop the
Live our for the moment, baby, fuck tomorrow
smile on your face, popping a bottle
Like you had an and you hit the lotto
Throw ya in the sky, why, am I
So, fly, can't deny
My shit's tight, gear, sit
Ear, big ice, j-yeah, right
Lights are flashing, life with passion
And if this was a movie, you would be perfect
You killing me slowly, baby, you're an assassin
And you know that I'm married, so why the you keep asking

[Fat
Now you can get with or you can get with that
You wanna pop Crys', then you need to get Crack
The a 26 and the motor's in the back
I call it Big cuz the shit is all black
Now you with Coco, baby, I'm the poster, baby
I'm a dream, you suppose to pay me
I was dope in the airness, now I crack
I stay fly, you seen a G on smack, now listen
Don't you wanna party me?
the kush is blowing and the E is free
And the world is yours, it say it right on the
And that so big, we gotta call it a ship, hey
nigga, gun in the palm, nigga
Pop off, whenever on, nigga
Not tonight, I wanna hear my
And let drops bombs when the shit come on, let's get it

[Sheek
Ok, Flex let on his Cool J shit
Levi's, black chuckers, hope the deuce fit
Two-seater, reefer, pass the old fever
her what hip hop is
Todd Smith, G. Rap, nigga, and Biz
And if I talk L.O.X., I'm heavy sex
This early, when it get to Flex
Toxic heavy, all Chevy
Sheek got 'em wet, somebody hit the levy's
I got a little Porsche, but the truck fit
More goons, more chicks, when time to score
I'm out the door, boned from a raw
pool bottom of it, big as Shakur
V.I.P. cool, but the God at the bar
Partying, no shirts, tats over the
Ice in the sharper, here, ma, I mean