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 a nigga love, you can give me back rubs
Yeah, baby, come and party me (hey)
Yeah, baby, and party with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, come and with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, come and with me (hey)
Yeah, baby, come and party me (hey)

LL Cool 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 pump it up, and one-two (ah 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 what you up to, your skirt's outrageous
But I'm so fucked up that I forgot your name is
We can jump in my drop-head and pop the
Live our lives for the moment, baby, tomorrow
Kool-Aid on your face, popping a bottle
Like you had an orgasm and you hit the
ya hands in the sky, why, am I
So, damn fly, can't
My tight, gear, sit right
Ear, big ice, j-yeah, that's
Lights are flashing, life with passion
And if was a movie, you would be perfect casting
You killing me slowly, baby, you're like an
And you that I'm married, so why the fuck you keep asking

[Fat
Now you can get this or you can get with that
You wanna pop Crys', then you need to get Crack
The whip's a 26 and the motor's in the
I call it Big Meats cuz the is all black
Now you fucking with Coco, baby, I'm the poster,
I'm a hustler's dream, you to pay me
I was dope in the airness, now I stick
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 yacht's so big, we call it a ship, hey
Punks nigga, gun in the palm,
Pop off, whenever it's on,
Not tonight, I hear my song
And let Flex drops bombs when the shit come on, get it

[Sheek
Ok, Flex let Sheek on his Cool J
Levi's, chuckers, hope the deuce deuce fit
Two-seater, little reefer, the old fever
Showing her hip hop is
Smith, G. Rap, nigga, Kane and Biz
And if I talk L.O.X., I'm heavy sex
This early, imagine it get to Flex
heavy, all black Chevy
Sheek got 'em wet, somebody hit the levy's
I got a little Porsche, but the truck fit
More goons, more chicks, when it's time to
I'm straight out the door, 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