Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On You

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

[Verse - Obie
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
Somewhere in the Islands
Cause the you giving me now
Feels I'm an innocent child
Sinning is never when other women's around
Hands down, is my vow
I never heard a sound so profound
When a nigga's you out, phone rings
You them motherfuckers out, quit calling the house!
If I call, in route
a drought, you look 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 them bitches!
you could do the same, but that respect is given
Our intimacy is different

[Chorus - (Obie Trice)]
You gon for me (you gon ride?)
I'm gon ride 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 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

[Verse - Trice]
We ain't even got to talk we see each other
We got it all chalked out when we see each 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 having my man
We joke, you me George Foreman
I'm namin him O number four, me I'm three
Plus the ol' G like the personality, she say meant to be
I'm in the bathroom you pee
She in the too when a nigga doo doo, you my boo boo
There's nothing in this world a nigga wouldn't do to
- this my bitch that ride
My bitch wit the pistol in the
A nigga act up she busting, she ain't got to
No discussion, she'll put a in a tough niggaz muffin
You're wit her husband

[Verse - Trice]
Come on and about it
You got a about it
Nothing ever come between or intervene our bondage
Drama we overcome it if we out
I promise be us against a hundred
Rushing to your side when you eating pickles and peanutbutter
Eight later Obie rubbing your stomach
Paying to your momma for raising a girl proper
Enough to O her Baby Father
You gotta 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 jail
Post and post up for sale
I swore, I swear we will always well
as I got my bombshell from the hood to the hills
Who's gon stop up? nobody! we's that

[Bridge - (Obie Trice)]
If you gon stand by me (if you gon by me)
Then I'm gon by you (then I'm gon stand by you)
If you promise you'll be
Then I'll put my hands on you (hands down)
But! don't you me for no fool (no fool) bitch!
if I put my mouth on you (on you)
After you put your on someone else
Better find someone new
Come on and about it

[Outro - Trice]
Yeah.. Trice
Shady!