Luyện nghe bài hát Come Over

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

You know, I just couldn't hide shit me
Only nigga can take a picture in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the party Cindy
It's be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

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

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

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

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

'Cuz we be countdown from the sky to tha
Sippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a
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", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

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

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

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

Tightest for 5 G's and Al D
catch my now when my price is low
Then 95 digits when the Lunatics
zero for a show, to let you niggas know, now what

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

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

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

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

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

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

I sorted tha on a bench with splinters
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a
The seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter
I ain't 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 from the sky to tha
Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

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