Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On You

[Obie
uh, yeah!
Girl, you my only one aight, haha
You my baby, fuck all that
the one for me
it out.

[Verse - Trice]
Baby I'm feeling the feelings you giving, I'm your style
And I'm willing to let my guard down to you out
I'm your figure in a swimsuit wiling
in the Caribbean Islands
Cause the vibe you me now
Feels like I'm an child
Sinning is never when other women's around
Hands down, is my vow
I heard a moan sound so profound
When a digging you out, phone rings
You cuss them motherfuckers out, quit the house!
If I call, in route
There's a drought, you out
I'm on edge, you put the palm of your on my head and squeeze
Please believe I ain't scared of
Fuck head from bitches!
When you do the same, but that respect is given
Our intimacy is different

[Chorus - (Obie Trice)]
You gon for me (you gon ride?)
Then I'm gon for you (I'm gon ride)
If you put mouth on me (put it on me)
I'm a put my on you
Together there ain't nothing we do (there's nothing)
Any problem we can see it (we see it through)
Baby if you promise to be (you promise?)
I will never put my on you
on and think about it

[Verse - Trice]
We even got to talk when we see each other
We got it all chalked out when we see each other under them
You my lover, I'm your friend, I'm man, but I'm sayin
Who needs a label, we roll in hand
of you having my little man
We joke, you call me Foreman
Cause I'm namin him O number four, me I'm
Plus the ol' G like the personality, she say it's to be
I'm in the when you pee
She in the bathroom too a nigga doo doo, you my boo boo
There's nothing in this world a nigga wouldn't do to
Satisfy - my bitch that ride
My wit the pistol in the ride
A nigga act up she busting, she ain't got to
No discussion, she'll put a slug in a niggaz muffin
You're wit her husband

[Verse - Trice]
Come on and about it
You got a ring it
Nothing ever come between or intervene our bondage
Drama we it if we out numbered
I promise it'll be us a hundred
Rushing to your when you vomit eating pickles and peanutbutter
Eight later Obie rubbing your stomach
Paying homage to your momma for a girl proper
Enough to call O her Father
You ain't bother bout a deal, I swear I keep it real
Raise young O trill and cook a meal
signed and sealed, you the only female
Hail, my one and only pal come to get me outta
Post bail and up for sale
I swore, I swear we will always live
Long as I got my from the hood to the hills
Who's gon stop up? nobody! we's that

[Bridge - (Obie Trice)]
If you gon by me (if you gon stand by me)
I'm gon stand by you (then I'm gon stand by you)
If you you'll be true
I'll never put my hands on you (hands down)
But! don't you me for no fool (no fool) bitch!
Cause if I put my on you (on you)
After you put mouth on someone else
Better find else new
Come on and think it

[Outro - Obie
Yeah.. Obie
Shady!