Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Ladies

C'mon, yea
Snap fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea
C'mon, yea, it

I said, "My solo off, been boomin' since nine-six"
My solo jump off, been boomin' nine-six
Hittin' the circuit breaker, flickin' the light switch
The kid is he known for givin' you wild hits
I my name on the way on top of the now list
Bangin' on every level, droppin' the now
It's like the feelin' after watchin' a couple of old
And you hear the kid, you'll be knowin' the sound sick

in the club, watchin' the crowd flip
That's when I the crown was up for whoever the crown fit
Nowadays while I go bag me a bitch
Bitch my pocket, seein' we wild rich
Shorty we smellin' nothin' like foul fish
While you ass at the Devil, claimin' you righteous
A lot of I'm knowin' you like this
While you unnecessarily, sippin' on wild Crist'

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, your neck and back
When you up in the club I know you know how to act
Hey soldiers, get floss on
Va-let in the lot, the Yukon
shakin' her waist, and rippin' her thong
Now all my are muggin' and singin' the song, I'm sayin'

Shit still in two-thousand and three
My shit still in two-thousand and three
And we don't a fuck about who you claimin' to be
My jewels bitches where they ain't able to see
These fools try to talk just a much to a G
They say the wrong shit, they head just end upside of a tree
my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of tea
Takin' different constant boats, from the to the sea

I got my paper see, I ain't doin' for free
Unless it's for the hood, it might you a small fee
Niggaz all in the street, whylin' the V
Clever from New York to back to the D
Check it, it back like when I was flippin' a key
Bonin' chicks, holdin' like they was Pamela Lee
You know I the art and got it down to a tee
And keep it goin' add enough spice, we holdin' the

Big paper we makin', all of my agree
Stack more and bust up a bottle of
In you niggaz ain't even knowin' my pedigree
Invested in for the niggaz who go and ski
If you ain't know the is belongin' to me
I get my people from the and then take 'em all on a spree shoppin'
While you niggaz is coppin' the pleas
We busy blowin' frontin' like you ain't knowin' my

I say "Ladies, my Mercedes"
fo' in the back, two if you fat
Feel it all in your gut, neck and your back
When you step up in the I know you know how to act
Hey soldiers, get your on
Va-let in the lot, the Yukon
Shorty shakin' her waist, and her thong
Now all my people are muggin' and singin' the song, I'm

Yea, yo' fingers, c'mon, yea
we go now, yea