Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Doll

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

Babe when you 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 coast dame, she knew she was pretty
The place: a hotel lounge in the town of Atlantic
The girl was down, you know I'm sayin
there wasn't much to groom.
People talking and clock stopped, when she walked into the room
it K,
Her beauty was shocking: pretty mouth, 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, him how I looked, my boy Earl 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 started
I set my pace: I said, "Excuse me, but I scored a nine point nine"
But her face looked she said, "come again,"
I said, "You the way you fell inside of the place, you got style"
She smiled, "You're working real hard 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 the maitre'd, "Bring your best bottle of wine,"
And she tipped him a dime
The wine arrived, we a toast
try to keep it all in the midst, click
I downed a swallow of wine and threw my 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, it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're bout a hip hop doll

it:
Just lookin at this was dope
She me nervous
(You know, like a 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 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 don't 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 stay down, you know what I'm
But check out my
I said, "Yo, you really hip hop? Well, you're lookin' at an MC
And to you I dedicate this rhyme, young lady, so put your arms me."
She said, "Baby, I've heard all the
I pioneered this, I'm housin, I 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 took the 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 then I screamed, "I'm it!"
Took her by the hand, "Let's go, you're my luck charm"

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

Cut it up,

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