Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Crush It

Yeah
I've checkin' out Big Willie Keith
He been a lot of bills on me
I think show him somethin' tonight
A lap dance I say
Yeah, that's I'ma do

I'm like a freak from Hunts Point, the and the gold
my drawers in tight mode, naked with no coat
Walkin' around, I see youse to lose her
That honey with white boots, and hair Medusa

Brown-skin fine, I drink her like wine
And the wax on it, and watch two cheeks shine
I drunk a Forty, I'm up in feelin' naughty
I like the go-go girl, go 'head it shorty

I got no time to trick, on the average
I'm in paradise, up, in the booty world
And for you regular honeys, to play fly
I ain't no Chemical, no bank in human eye

I like my spot, everybody's naked
with G-strings, watchin' hot momma shake it
I got my beer, viewin' from the back
Yo brotherman, pass it right over

I got to off the stress, like a eight to five
Keepin' it real vexed, them panties get live
the pace up, yo Jimmy turn the bass up
Yea yeah,

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't crush it you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
rush it when I sit upon it

I see you scopin' me, the fourth time you cut eye
Left the to catch wreck, then tell the man goodbye
I'm on the menu, runnin' up and in you
With seven rubbers on me, try to discontinue

We gots to and grind, crank up the R. Kelly
Delicious kickin', no leather I'm Fonzarelli
I order two drinks to think, while you show me
Summer Eve breeze and Woo when it stink

I'm in the mix, like Funky-master
I'm shootin' gizm, then you can pick up next
I watch you shake it, like palm in California
Now you a lady, mature and I'm on ya

I got my mask, I'm on the dolo
I slipped in my Tipton, bonin' sweetie like yo-yo
She had a good time, bent in the chair
She said, "Get wild, I it when you pull my hair"

I gave her cream, and rubbed it on her boots
I see a packed house in color body suits
I'm in the front row, on the down low
Checkin' her dogstyle, [Incomprehensible]

I'm the back kid, smooth with tons of grease
Denver and Texas, and Cali on to East
She hittin' switches, and watch she make it
Zoot, zoot, zzz

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
crush it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
rush it when I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
crush it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when I sit upon it

It's three o'clock, the morning shift's to come
Goldie lapdance, that gray hiney ain't no slum
I gets my workout, my slickest hand from every
She's on the job right, sippin' Tango

I gotta for real, a hundred dollar bill
I'm straight up, and not for a breakfast meal
This no Burger King, this ain't no White Castle
Not like some girls in Bentleys tryin' to give a hassle

I like the slot machine, bustin' mean
Slippery wet like Valvoline
I'm nylon, yo dead up G, to the side
Feelin' soft flesh, I'm hard, let her ride

Jump up and down, get live House of Pain
'em so wet, the silk with a tan stain
I a climax, she's happy with her orgasms
Go on girl!

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't crush it you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't rush it I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't rush it I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
crush it when you sit upon it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when I sit upon it

Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't crush it when you sit it
Yo
(Whassup?)
Don't it when I sit upon it