Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Cutz

[Timbaland -
Uh, what's up
Why you on me?
I thought we was that
me?
Alright let me to ya, uh

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs]
C'mon baby the hold up
You carryin me like your school
I want your dinner, not cold cuts
Why you givin me the cold shoulder?
(Shorty)

C'mon baby what's the up
You carryin me your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cuts
Why you keep me the cold shoulder?
(Cause I'm fly)

[Verse 1 -
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the
And I think of times when you was lickin my balls
I never in your face, you said you hated the taste
a disgrace, I'd rather put my cum inside your weight plate
You comfortable now? You need your massaged
I'm oblaged to rub 'em down, I put on da barges
With your favorite song, you need to off the thong
Go head, on my neck, your doin it wrong
We could be it, and doin it, and doin it wild
I wanna on you and lick on you, I like when you smile
I'll be in town next week, can I an erection?
pack of Lifestyles is my choice of protection
See I'm than pimperific, let me be more specific
On a of one to ten, my sex is so terrific
It's I'm Rick James "Superfreaky" things
I put a hot dog in bum that sure to make you cum

[Verse 2 -
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a teenage
And I told her, don't me again
Actin like the vaughn a vo in my room den
Like it never took much to really get you back
Just college ruled paper and my ball point pen
Crackers, juice, and my cranberry Benz
We my block and we do it again
Now let's fast forward to my living room
Where we was and she speakin gettin about to go
I slap broke my watch cause this ho
She like the time wasn't right, then she hugged me
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a love
And I told her, hurt me again
Can't we live The Ropers, "Three's Company" man, huh?

[Verse 3 -
Tell me if she it and if not
is this your spot?
I never cum in second, some reppin for lot
And when I was a kid, I used to in the bushes
Only time I turn it down is when you don't use
You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and your is fly
It's a Hall of Fame booty baby, retire
And I aspire to be of convenience for you
But we fuckin in the bed, let's cut in the room
You likin my pimperation, do I calm your
Never bein pleased, so you settle with
I got a 'C' on my chest cause I'm when cuttin
Give me fifteen minutes, guarantee you'll be comin and