Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Doll

Pump pump, de pump, it up y'all, we're talkin
bout a hip hop

Babe you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me
You are my hip hop
Yes, baby, would you go me once and for all
And then when you me, ooh how you please me
You are my hip hop
Yeah, baby, if you married me we'd have a
the beat, y'all

She was an east coast dame, she she was pretty
The place: a lounge in the town of Atlantic City
The was down, you know what I'm sayin
there much room to groom.
People talking and tickin' stopped, when she walked into the room
it K,
Her beauty was shocking: pretty mouth, nose
A pair of black fishnet pretty feet, pretty toes
I made a last play to the men's room, to get myself into groove
to my homeboy, asked him how I looked, my boy Earl said, "shmoove"
Got out the mirror, and went to work, my forty hat was hittin
I bit on a wintergreen certs, I stepped up and started spittin
I set my pace: I said, "Excuse me, but I scored that a point nine"
But her face looked she said, "come again,"
I said, "You know the way you fell of the place, you got style"
She smiled, said "You're working hard for some satisfaction"
She grabbed the dice, and me "go on"
I said, "Oh my God, givin' me action."
As we was kicki it live, i a four and a five, my point was a nine
She told the maitre'd, "Bring best bottle of wine,"
And she tipped him a dime
The arrived, we made a toast
let's try to it all in the midst, click
I a swallow of wine and threw my point: a three and a six
what I'm sayin?

Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, I'm talkin my hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll

it:
Just lookin at this was dope
She made me
(You know, like a man feels when he meets the Pope)
So I said to myself, "think fast, game, but insult her."
I had to be because the girl had class, I can tell she was cultured
I made my spill: to the symphony, music by Sebastian Bach
But her reply, "Well son be ill,
You see I don't listen to but HIP-HOP!"
I said, "damn," I let her me a curve
I don't know what came me
Cause all I had to do was stay down, you what I'm sayin
But check out my
I said, "Yo, you really like hip Well, you're lookin' at an MC
And to you I dedicate this rhyme, young lady, so put your arms me."
She said, "Baby, heard all the lines
I this, I'm housin, I ain't no joke
I get raw, how you like me now? a customer, et cetera"
But then she started to on her wine
I said, "Easy not so fast,"
I the wine glass out of her hand
She said, "No no no, you seem to understand, my man
at the tables, you hit ten grand!"
I said, "Yeah!"
Picked up my chips, turned around, my arm
And I screamed, "I'm kickin it!"
her by the hand, "Let's go, you're my good luck charm"

Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, I'm talkin my hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop

Cut it up,

Babe you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me
You are my hip hop
Yes, baby, would you go me once and for all
And then when you me, ooh how you please me
You are my hip hop
Yeah, baby, you go with me once and for all
Yes, baby, would you marry me? have a ball
My hip hop
Yes, baby, if you married me, we'd have a