Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Doll

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

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

She was an east dame, she knew she was pretty
The place: a hotel lounge in the of Atlantic City
The girl was down, you know I'm sayin
wasn't much room to groom.
People talking and tickin' clock stopped, she walked into the room
it K,
Her beauty was shocking: pretty mouth, nose
A pair of black fishnet stockings: feet, pretty toes
I made a minute play to the men's room, to get myself into groove
Turned to my homeboy, asked him how I looked, my boy said, "shmoove"
Got out the mirror, and went to work, my dollar hat was hittin
I bit down on a wintergreen certs, I stepped up and 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 inside of the place, you got style"
She smiled, said "You're working real for some satisfaction"
She the dice, and told me "go on"
I said, "Oh my God, givin' me action."
As we was kicki it live, i threw a four and a five, my point was a
She told the maitre'd, "Bring best bottle of wine,"
And then she tipped him a
The arrived, we made a toast
let's try to it all in the midst, click
I downed a swallow of and threw my point: a three and a six
Know I'm sayin?

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

it:
Just lookin at girl was dope
She made me
(You know, a Jewish man feels when he meets the Pope)
So I said to myself, "think fast, game, but don't her."
I had to be cool because the had class, I can tell she was cultured
I made my spill: tickets to the symphony, by Sebastian Bach
But her reply, "Well son be ill,
You see I listen to nothin but HIP-HOP!"
I said, "damn," I let her throw me a
I know what came over me
Cause all I had to do was down, you know what I'm sayin
But out my recovery:
I said, "Yo, you really hip hop? Well, you're lookin' at an MC
And to you I this rhyme, young lady, so put your arms around me."
She said, "Baby, I've heard all the
I pioneered this, I'm housin, I ain't no
I get raw, how you like me now? a customer, et cetera"
But then she to choke on her wine
I said, "Easy not so fast,"
I took the wine out of her hand
She said, "No no no, you don't to understand, my man
at the tables, you hit ten grand!"
I said, "Yeah!"
Picked up my chips, around, extended my arm
And then I screamed, "I'm 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 bout my hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, talkin bout a hip hop doll

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, would you go me once and for all
Yes, baby, you marry me? we'd have a ball
My hip hop
Yes, baby, if you married me, we'd have a