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 still in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the party Cindy
It's gotta be, bo-legged, hair, Fendi

Ninety nine, I move over to her sister, Medni
I spit game like that to get like that
Butter soft leather seats, it like that
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, gone

She like my bizza, my dog
You Lunatics, that's what I be 'bout y'all
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, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be countdown 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 even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the tonight
Is this the end, damn right, I on a liking to
Derrio like over Brian McKnight

Said, "Oh no", baby doll kissin' me and she goin' low
at D.E.M.O., hot, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you did this before
Whatever, go slow

Hated by all types, fathers 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' his vains like an IV, high speeds

Tightest for 5 G's and Al D
catch my now when my price is low
Then 95 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 from the sky to tha ground
Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be countdown 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

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

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

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

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

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