Luyện nghe bài hát Ding Dong Song

95 South and them 69
Prepare for the stabbin' 'cause it's ding-a-ling
It ain't no interruption, so unplug the phone
And get ready for the from the ding-a-ling 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 South and it goes this, c'mon

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

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

Yo, don't try to the funk on
Go on, you ya milk-bone, the ding-dong
So kitty-cat, get back, get back
Get back, get back, uhh

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

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

'Cause I run you like a meet
I wait, so jump in the back seat
In your or bikini
So get ready, for the

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

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

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

'Cause I sing too well
But I can make that kitty-cat
So before I up
Hold your and wish yourself good luck

This I Dream of Jeannie
And I got no teeny weenie
Just call me Kong
Leader of the pack when it 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 pong
serve 'cause girl, I like ya
Pass ya 'round and lemme ya

So let a get on ya
baby, I'm gonna
Call ya up one night to
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 you fall asleep
Call me Black, or Daddy Dog

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

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

the Booty Man

C'mon, c'mon, weenie-time
95 down with 69
Ain't but plumbers, you're gettin' weak
I'm deep in ya stomach

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

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

So when you come to fight tonight
Be for the ding-a-ling
And you can bring your if you want this love
So step inside the

I got left jabs and jabs
And hit you below the belt
I talked to the general
He said ding-a-ling was for your health, uh

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

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

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