Luyện nghe bài hát Good Love

Hey, hustler, homie
Yeah, it's the king,
You I couldn't leave you
Without hollerin' at you one time right, baby
Okay, man, go

Sexy boy, sexy boy, you be my
I'm in joy, kisses, don't you see my
I'm, boy, on you tonight, boy
Only one I want for the of my life, boy

Am I coming on too
Do I make you
No
Is this the first time that you heard
No

Baby, you got what I
And I think I deserve it, won't it
Promise I'll be it

So give me that, me that, give me that good love
'Cause baby you're what I'm for
And every time you smile I some more

So me that, give me that, give me that good love
Now you tell me no
Just come here and me that good love

Mercy me, me, you makin' my
Temperature up, heat up, baby sky high
I don't to be rude but if you don't come on
come and get you

Am I on too strong?
No
Do I you nervous?
No
Is this the time that you heard this?
No

Baby, you got what I
And I think I it, won't hurt it
I'll be worth it

So give me that, give me that, give me that love
'Cause baby you're what I'm for
And every time you smile I want more

So give me that, give me that, give me good love
Now you tell me no
Just here and give me that good love

So me mine, give me mine, give me mine
Give me that, give me good love
So give me mine, give me mine, me mine
me that, give me that good love

Aye, where my ladies at? Throw you up
You see a lookin' at you tell him, man up
So he bought a drink, tell him and
don't mean he got the right to keep you handcuffed

You got your hair done and your too
You lookin' good, girl, if ain't nobody you
Even the girls with the gold tooth
And working girls who buy the purses and they own

Sophisticated ladies went to school and
Who don't be everyday, but since they celebratin'
Hey, pop your bottles shawty and do thing, ma
And let hair down and let it hang, ma

To all the moms raising babies on their own
Forget your baby daddy, baby, you don't homes
Whether you got your real or a weave on
you got some Frankie Bs or some Lees on

From the to the D-cups
To the Kiki's, and Tameka's
Listen, not will I hit it if you throw it to me
But I'ma beat it you stole and you owe it to me

So give me that, give me that, give me that good
'Cause baby you're what I'm for
And every time you smile I some more

So give me that, me that, give me that good love
Now you tell me no
come here and give me that good love
That love

Ladies, this goes out to each and every last one of you,
You know I got volume
But there can only be one
But you can still close your and imagine, right?

A year and a day and
hustler homie, it's the king
Alright, I can say that,