Luyện nghe bài hát Girlfriend/Boyfriend

(Duet with BLACKstreet featuring and Eve)

Blackstreet, JJ
on
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what

Teddy and
up girlfriend?
What's up
Show me my
Meet my
This is my
is my boyfriend
So what's up
So what's up
you know, uh huh, what's up?

I get her off my back
Give her a little she don't know how to act
She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her
I didn't know honey down like that
Now a brotha watch his back
This female is a fatal
Maybe she got zipper to jack
She didn't know I it down like that, that's why...

Girlfriend on the
Call me all day on the
up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Play me close, leave me alone

She keep me,
me,
me,
me
me,
Telling me that she me
But my said,
handle it
I can't it
Just it
I can't it
handle it
I handle it
Uh, it up JJ one time

I get him out of my hair
After one game of truth or
my phone askin' where I be
Boy said, you're my main squeeze
It's 2am and he's again
All in my space, all in my way
ways to get in my mix
Boy there's enough spice in this.

Boyfriend on the
me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper he ready to bone
me close, won't leave me alone

He paging me,
me,
me,
me
me,
Telling me that lovin' me
But my said,
Just it
I handle it
handle it
I can't it
handle it
I can't it
handle it
I can't it

Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty
You smart, you started fuckin' Jah with your heart
If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me
If my world was it would drive you crazy
'Cause I love what I do, fuckin' you hoes and soon
Talk to your tears until you feel there's to prove
And with nothing to lose I can see you being a
You fuckin' with me, just know we fuckin' for

Yeah I know that you was lost, bite had you tossed
E-V-E, caramel bitch cost
And before you stroke the kitty nigga better off
Nigga fuckin' run, better shake off
Show me something, and the furs ain't nothin'
Impress me, me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'?
Big cat with the big gat ready to
One nutt you done screamin' damn I'm stuck

Why in the world would you continue to run my
Got hit once, found out I don't play
What the deal
Who you through the irony of
Fuckin' and me, splitin' the coke with me

Yeah you use to have me
All your had me bitchin'
Daddy, I never front, dick game keep me twitchin'
(no doubt)
How can you this freak?
Shhh...no need to speak, meet me on Blackstreet

Girlfriend on the
me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she to bone
Play me close, leave me alone

Boyfriend on the
You me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my pager he ready to bone
Play me close, leave me alone

Girlfriend on the
me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she to bone
Play me close, won't me alone

Boyfriend on the
You me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my pager 'cause he ready to
Play me close, won't leave me

Boy/Girlfriend on the
me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause s/he ready to
Play me close, won't leave me

She keep me,
me,
me,
me
me,
Telling me that he me
But my said,
handle it
I can't it
handle it
I handle it
Just it
I handle it
Just it
I can't it

We out.