Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On Keepin On

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

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

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

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

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

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

I found me a new this year
That how to handle this here
Now I look to goin' home at night
Brother does mo under the candlelight

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

Sweet like licorice, sugar for my
like Hi-C or an Icee
I got shit to make ass write a bad check
'Cause like I said I 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 you wanna be
Been I can, I get rid of all

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

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

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

Only the strong survive, the wise excel
said by my born-in-hell
Only the die slowly
Left all alone try to me

Easy does it ask how was it
speak my info why my sheets in the streets
'Cause that ain't and that ain't cute
To talk about who knocked the on a video shoot

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