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
Only can take a still picture in 3D
If need be, I'm the party with Cindy
It's be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

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

Get ya on and get low, and I fumble
Make ya throw your hands up 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 my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics, that's what I be sayin' 'bout
I'm not a MD but I'm always on
And I got a safe way guaranteed not to

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

'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

'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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cuz we be countdown from the sky to tha
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
Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch 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 busy creepin',
yo rat, now picture that, when she wit you
She now speakin' what you 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, pockets gettin' thinner

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

I tha game on a bench with splinters
your coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game, to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta herd no no more, I know who tha winner

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 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