Luyện nghe bài hát In Time

(C'mon girl, I was just with you)
Ah, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
What's down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
about to go down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla,

Guess who's back, it's favorite man
Thomas Crown, a.k.a.
(Freaky)
I keep 'em deep in the full motion van
Mamis not speak unless I say they can
Hon, know about this guy?
I've been hittin girls since, "Cooley High"
Groovy right, whatch'all girls tonight?
Bumble bee let's hum on this flight

Hum on a flight? you 'fraid of heights
Ms. Jade have you by the end of the night
Try and try and have 'em when I board the jet
from bets, fuck around and saw off they necks
You heard me Squeaky-ass Cadillacs
I owe you one, you fuck and owe me back
Got on the mind, shit, I ain't gon' front
I'm a one sinner, what-wha-wha-what?

is what you make it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is what you it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my chillin
What more can I say? Top
Niggaz got the feelin, I'm and I fell off
Said bird is the word is Charmin and Mag's
Don't see I ain't new to this game?
Got hoes in each town swoon me for fame
But I get 'em for they cash, up all they hash
'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the trash

Mag, I wreckon you right but my fuckin night
X-5, bing truck, high as a
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, bite
Pet niggaz make asses ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I bluffin
See me in the back of the club, steadily
In time you will buy me and that
motherfucker betta holla back

Life is what you it
I got big faces to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is what you it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you starin I hit the door
You ain't gotta boo, I know that shit ain't yours
I'm Big out the Maximas and Acuras
me sweets butt-cheeks I be smackin up
And that fo'sho'
I really wanna say is, "Getcha coat, let's go"
You seen the whips outside, the fly one's
I'm with Tim and Mag, lie, take your time

Lie for what? been that type of chick
band around the wrist, be the type to grip
And the script, send your ass home all limp
Motherfucker you ain't I'm a female pimp
King Kong trips, all the latest whips
a Corona in the holder, I'm the latest bitch
Yup, you could call me the wench
Yup, when you with the greatest clique

is what you make it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is you make it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

is what you make it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
Life is what you it
I got plenty big to spend on you, in time