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 what's the hold up
You carryin me your school folder
I want your dinner, not your cuts
Why you givin me the cold shoulder?
(Shorty)

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

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

[Verse 2 -
Uh, it was a teenage love, a, a, a love
And I told her, don't me again
Actin the vaughn a vo in my living room den
Like it never took much to really get you then
Just some college ruled paper and my 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 freakin and she speakin about to go
I slap broke my watch this raggedy ho
She like the time wasn't right, she hugged me slow
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
Girl is this your
I never cum in second, reppin for camel lot
And when I was a kid, I used to fuck in the
Only I turn it down is when you don't use dush
You got the "Eye of a Tiger" and your is fly
It's a of Fame booty baby, gonna retire
And I aspire to be penis of for you
But we fuckin in the bed, let's cut in the room
You likin my pimperation, do I calm frustration?
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