Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Doll

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

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

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 what I'm sayin
wasn't much room to groom.
People talking and clock stopped, when she walked into the room
it K,
Her beauty was shocking: mouth, pretty nose
A pair of black fishnet stockings: pretty feet, toes
I made a last minute play to the 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 nine nine"
But her face confused she said, "come again,"
I said, "You know the way you inside of the place, you got style"
She smiled, said "You're real 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 your best of wine,"
And she tipped him a dime
The wine arrived, we made a
let's try to keep it all in the midst,
I downed a swallow of and threw my point: a three and a six
what I'm sayin?

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

it:
Just lookin at this was dope
She made me
(You know, a Jewish man feels when he meets the Pope)
So I to myself, "think fast, game, but don't insult her."
I had to be cool because the girl had class, I can tell she was
I made my tickets to the symphony, music 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 me a curve
I don't know came over me
Cause all I had to do was stay down, you know what I'm
But out my recovery:
I said, "Yo, you like hip hop? Well, you're lookin' at an MC
And to you I dedicate this rhyme, young lady, so put your around me."
She said, "Baby, I've all the lines
I pioneered this, I'm housin, I ain't no
I get raw, how you like me You're a customer, et cetera"
But then she started to choke on her
I said, "Easy not so fast,"
I the wine glass 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 I screamed, "I'm kickin it!"
her by the hand, "Let's go, you're my good luck charm"

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

Cut it up,

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