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

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

Get ya on and get low, and I fumble
ya throw your hands up when I bring in the zone
So, if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm you home
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 on call
And I got a way guaranteed not to stall

Here we
(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", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady 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 even Ricky "Rapper" can stand the rain tonight
Is the end, damn right, I turned on a liking to
Derrio like over Brian McKnight

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

Hated by all types, baby and dykes
Uptight and ready to fight 'cuz I'm the one they women
He think he tight, think he got more 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
Another zero for a show, to let you know, now what

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

'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

You see me and my niggas come out on the weekends
'Cuz on the to busy 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 in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin'

I ain't 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 even bought her dinner

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

Here we
(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", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

we be countdown 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