Luyện nghe bài hát Come Over

Here we
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

You know, I couldn't hide shit beneath me
nigga can take a still picture in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the with Cindy
gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

Ninety nine, I over to her twin sister, Medni
I game like that to get brains like that
soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a back

Get ya on and get low, and I fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when I bring in the
So, if on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home
I got my dog out, it's on chrome, long gone

She my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics, that's I be sayin' 'bout y'all
I'm not a MD but I'm always on
And I got a safe way not to stall

we come
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be from the sky to tha ground
Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

I'm the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike
Not Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the rain tonight
Is this the end, damn right, I on a liking to
Vannessa Derrio like over Brian

Said, "Oh no", doll kissin' me and she goin' down low
at D.E.M.O., hot, tell that you a pro
Swore up and you never did this before
Whatever, just go

Hated by all types, baby and dykes
Uptight and ready to fight I'm the one they women like
He think he tight, think he got more game Spike Lee
Runnin' thru his vains an IV, high speeds

nigga for 5 G's and Al D
Tryna my now when my price is low
Then 95 digits when the blow
Another for a show, to let you niggas know, now what

we come
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be countdown the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

You see me and my niggas only out on the weekends
'Cuz on the weekdays to creepin', freakin'
Wit' yo rat, now picture that, she wit you
She now speakin' you weak in

Lettin' me know that she been thinkin'
About a nigga, even when I'm not her
I'm all year, while you only in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin'

I ain't payin' time so you me a sinner
Old Payne, 29, me a young tender
Nelly on me, don't stop when I'm wit her
She ready 4 and I ain't even bought her dinner

I sorted tha game on a with splinters
Beggin' coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game, to weigh in to enter
I gotta herd no drugs no more, I know who tha winner

we come
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be countdown the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

we be countdown from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up