Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come

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Here we go so your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' you how to party right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we party tonight

If you're livin' for love, livin' for life
If having a baby, then make her your wife
If you're up in the club the dub
It's a bank sell to the highest bid put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' booty, you can hoo to my blow
Then fish but please child, don't kiss

All I want is a freak when I'm up in the
Maybe after the dance, sharp, then the tub
I'm a nigga wit' class, you're a girl a job
Taste of my neck like on the cob
I'm to none, I'm freaky as ever
Go downtown, well I

Uh, uh, well I'm the man, that call Timbaland
Now he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird,
We gon' party, the sun comes up
Bartender, you to fill up my cup
Ain't no stoppin' until draws start floppin'
There won't be no unless the disc stop jockin'
(What?)

She said this, and he said
And he that Timbaland can't rap
But I care because I make dope tracks
I make you and wiggle, and do this and that
Timbaland, where you at?
VA baby, dat

Aiyyo, aiyyo, now I'm rich, I was poor
If you're late with my dough, then there's no
I grease my hair and it still grow
If you my butt, boy you gotta go
Out the for touchin' my back
For to jack every Timbaland track

Maganoo, you was?
They been bitin' our style, those bugs
Where's the spray? spray 'em good
So the next time bite they die like ugh
I'ma up the biggest dutchie
Get sweets 'cuz I got the munchies

Here we go so your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' you how to party right
So pass the uhh and get the
Alright, we party tonight

we go so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' show you how to right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we gon' tonight

Girl, when the bar open up rum
Everybody get a buzz, get some
9 out of 10, all girls gonna
gon' depend on who they gonna freak
Don't gotta floss, all know they name
Only near, in the club, no game

mad at me 'cuz I got cheddar cheese
When the club got his girl on her knees
Oh man please, the two degrees
Degree number one, keep hon off trees
Degree number two, keep girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord knows she do

Uh huh, is what I got in my bag
Hits is I make out the lab
Ritz is the crackers I eat
Bitch is what a man need
Rubber I'm a careful lover
is what I do in trouble, what?

My man,
He beats for the streets
See, me and
In the back rollin'
Gettin' high off the
a nigga what chu want, hey

Now, I'm in the S L K
I roll up the window, so the 'doo won't
my hairspray so the waves obey
So when I say stay, bitches stay
Oh, by the way
Me and Timbaland, we got the beats to make you

Here we go so wave hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' show you how to right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we party tonight

Here we go so your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We show you how to party right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we gon' tonight