Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On You

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

[Verse - Obie
Baby I'm feeling the you giving, I'm feelin your style
And I'm willing to let my guard down to you out
I'm picturing your figure in a wiling
in the Caribbean Islands
Cause the you giving me now
Feels like I'm an child
Sinning is never tempting when women's around
Hands down, is my vow
I never heard a moan so profound
When a nigga's digging you out, rings
You cuss them out, quit calling the house!
If I call, you're in
There's a drought, you out
I'm on edge, you put the palm of hand on my head and squeeze
Please I ain't scared of commitment
Fuck head from bitches!
When you could do the same, but that is given
Our is significantly different

[Chorus - (Obie Trice)]
You gon for me (you gon ride?)
Then I'm gon for you (I'm gon ride)
If you put your on me (put it on me)
I'm a put my on you
there ain't nothing we can't do (there's nothing)
Any problem we can see it (we see it through)
Baby if you promise to be (you promise?)
I will put my hands on you
Come on and about it

- Obie Trice]
We ain't even got to when we see each other
We got it all out when we see each other under them covers
You my lover, I'm your friend, I'm man, but I'm sayin
Who needs a label, we roll hand in
Visions of you my little man
We joke, you call me Foreman
Cause I'm namin him O four, me I'm three
the ol' G like the personality, she say it's meant 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 that a nigga wouldn't do to
Satisfy - my bitch that ride
My wit the pistol in the ride
A act up she busting, she ain't got to decide
No discussion, put a slug in a tough niggaz muffin
You're wit her husband

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

[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
Then 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 your on someone else
Better find someone new
Come on and think it

[Outro - Trice]
Yeah.. Trice
Shady!