Luyện nghe bài hát Come And Party With Me

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

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

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

[Fat
Now you can get with 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 Coco, baby, I'm the poster, baby
I'm a dream, you suppose to pay me
I was in the airness, now I stick crack
I fly, you seen a G four on smack, now listen
Don't you wanna with 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, it's on, nigga
Not tonight, I wanna my song
And let Flex drops bombs when the shit on, let's get it

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