Luyện nghe bài hát In Time

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

Guess who's back, your favorite man
Crown, a.k.a. Timbaland
(Freaky)
I 'em twelve deep in the full motion van
betta not speak unless I say they can
Hon, whatchu know this guy?
I've hittin girls back since, "Cooley High"
right, whatch'all girls doin tonight?
Bumble bee let's hum on this flight

Hum on a flight? Nigga you of heights
Ms. have you whinin by the end of the night
Try and try and 'em sick when I board the jet
Dough from bets, fuck around and saw off necks
You heard me black? 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?

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

I'll be yo' penicillin, my jimmy 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 y'all see I ain't new to this
Got hoes in town wanna swoon me for fame
But I get 'em for they cash, smokin up all hash
Treat 'em like garbage, leavin 'em in the

Mag, I wreckon you but it's 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 and want for nada, I ain't bluffin
See me in the back of the club, puffin
In time you buy me this and that
motherfucker betta holla back

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

Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you when I hit the door
You ain't gotta front boo, I know shit ain't yours
I'm like Big out the Maximas and
Trust me sweets I be smackin up
And that shit's
What I really wanna say is, "Getcha coat, go"
You seen the whips outside, the fly one's
I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, your time

Lie for what? Never been type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to
And flip the script, send your ass home all
Motherfucker you ain't I'm a female pimp
King trips, ridin all the latest whips
With a in the holder, I'm the latest bitch
Yup, you could me the greatest wench
Yup, when you with the greatest clique

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

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