Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On Keepin On

B-Boy, where the you at?
I been looking for you're ass since a quarter
Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your
Before I make you suffer, when you had enough-a

Can I get hot when you hit the Surely I can
If you the man, I get loose and produce large of juice
Can you get used to or do you need
A boost of energy to me and get it on?

You're gettin' warm, I can you getting closer, now baby
Down this mimosa, you better it's time to give a toast
To the woman of the decade, too bad to be
Get vex and I'm bound to throw

All over your body, who's body? Your body, I can a party
Like nobody, leavin' time to take the loot, choosy about
Who I let knock my boots, now let me sight
While you're lovin' the Lyte, life ain't all that unless you're it right

on, keepin' on 'cause you came
And you changed my world, your love so new
on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right, right

Beware of the stare when I into peace
I come in peace but I got shit that need to be
Now who from the shall I choose?
Yeah, now you wish you was in his

I found me a new nigga this
That how to handle this here
Now I look forward to home at night
Brother does mo right under the

Wax upon my back, can I all of that?
I I can, can I? Why not if I wanna guess I can
Can I? More honey than a bumble-bee
Pulling 69 ways in my

Sweet like licorice, sugar for my
Juicy like Hi-C or an
I got shit to your ass write a bad check
like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat

Beat on my drum if you feel the to
As I proceed to open up and you
I got a longing to put you where you be
I can, I get rid of all company

Keep on, keepin' on you came
And you my world, your love so brand new
on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right, right

Many have tried regulation
Lazy motherfuckers get put on
Those that perform well
They gets no answer when they my bell

You're playing with my time, trying to me
Hurt me then me, you better work me
you got the opportunity
To be in the of the L Y T E

Only the survive, only the wise excel
said by my born-in-hell
Only the lonely die
all alone try to control me

Easy does it ask how was it
Never my info why my sheets in the streets
'Cause that ain't cool and that ain't
To about who knocked the boots on a video shoot

But it's all good, though you get it when you want it
Like your prey, make your and hop up on it
It's natural, be ashamed, fuck the fame
Get the and kick the game