Luyện nghe bài hát Come Over

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

You know, I just hide shit beneath me
Only nigga can a still picture in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with
It's gotta be, bo-legged, hair, Fendi

Ninety nine, I move to her twin sister, Medni
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 on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home
I got my home dog out, 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 way guaranteed not to stall

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

'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

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

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

by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight and ready to fight I'm the one they women like
He think he tight, think he got more than 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 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 from the sky to tha
Sippin' Allezey, steady 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
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 weekdays to creepin', freakin'
Wit' yo rat, now that, when she wit you
She now speakin' you weak in

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

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

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

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 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