Luyện nghe bài hát Ding Dong Song

95 South and Boyz 69
Prepare for the 'cause it's ding-a-ling time
It ain't no interruption, so unplug the phone
And get ready for the stabbin' from the song
(Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Who, da dat, da dat, da dat)

Yeah, 69 Boyz in the house, dat
Backed up by the 95 and it goes like this, c'mon

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, dat, true dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat

Yo, don't try to fake the on
Go on, give you ya milk-bone, the
So mangy kitty-cat, get back, get
Get back, get back, uhh

'Cause I'm servin' well-done beef
Backed up by a of Sweet T
And you know my song
Uh, ding-a-long

So call me ball park
'Cause I pump when you click jaw
And girl, I'm you took it all

'Cause I run you like a track
I can't wait, so jump in the back
In caddy or bikini
So get ready, for the

And you know the words, so along
And for the ding-ding, ding-along

Girl, you you's a winner
me what you want for dinner
How 'bout a of that
Ding-ding-dong, da-dat,

us, help us, 68
Who do you
The one that's singin' you a sweet
Or the one feedin' you ding-dong?

'Cause I can't sing too
But I can make that swell
So before I up
your breath and wish yourself good luck

This ain't I Dream of
And I ain't got no teeny
call me King Kong
Leader of the when it comes to ding-dong

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

95 South, get on the mic now

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Come on over for a game of ping
I'll 'cause girl, I like ya
ya 'round and lemme spike ya

So let a get on ya
Pretty baby, I'm
ya up one night to ring-a-ling
Put in your order for a 3 piece

Or an crispy Dom dinner
I'm in her, yo fellas, I got a
'Cause I pack you with Dom till you fall
me Black, or Daddy Dog Sheep

Hey yo, fellas, you to keep her
'Cause a nigga like Black'll her
Hey yo, girl, you go wrong
With ing-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, da-dong-dong

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

the Booty Man

C'mon, c'mon, it's
95 South with 69
Ain't nuttin' but plumbers, gettin' weak
'Cause I'm in ya stomach

And it ain't no
Hey girl, let's go to the ball
If hungry, I'll feed ya
I got a menu, so let me ya

Hot smoked sausages and some peanuts
And great, big ol' hot dogs sho' 'nuff fill ya up, right
But yo, try to eat too much
'Cause you know you might get
But you can't play with a ding-a-long sandwich
'Cause it ain't no

So when you come to fight tonight
Be ready for the
And you can bring your glove if you want love
So inside the ring

I got left jabs and jabs
And I'ma hit you below the
I to the surgeon general
He said ding-a-ling was good for health, uh

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat
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