Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Remix

J.R

And
Yeah, Beluga

[Verse 1:
La, la, la
all that's comin' out your mo-mo-mouth
Get naked go down so-so-south
you what a real dude abo-bo-bout, I'm in the ho-ho-house
Like Kid-N-Play, we gon party in mufucka
Quit your and complainin', we won't get in trouble
the girls with the fattest asses
I'mma call my connect wit the fattest
I'mma smoke an ounce 'til my lungs is tired
upstairs with a girl who's half Italian
Girls is wilin', number dialing
Get inside, the door, I see the neighbor spying
Girls when the tequila's poppin'
Edward Forty-hands and I ain't stoppin'
the smoke in the sky looks like whipped cream topping
My fingers stuck together the bud I'm chopping
I'm high

Auburn]
La La La La La. La La La
That's all I hear you
La La La La La, La La La
Tired of the
La La La La La, La La La La La La, La La La La La La La La
So why you up in my

2: Nasty Boi]
We doin' la, la, la
That on each other a fire
short dress with the heels to match
I wonder if lookin' back
Seduce the body, feel it
Let the rhythm, take a of you
Take some of the captain, my hat
Not Sammy Adams, that's too flat
I'm feelin' hella tonight
Every time she moves, in a different place
Gotta try out the moves, make her feel right
She "baby, there is no space"
Take her out the club, head to my
I tell her "not a word out of mouth"
Both so hammered, we what to do
Didn't use a condom, never thought it

Auburn]
La La La La La, La La La
That's all I you saying
La La La La La, La La La
of the complaining
La La La La La, La La La, La La La La, La La La La La La La
So why you up in my

Why you up in my
Why you up in my
Why you up in my

Why you up in my
Why you up in my
Why you up in my

[Hook:
La La La La La, La La La
all I hear you saying
La La La La La, La La La
Tired of the
La La La La La, La La La, La La La La, La La La La La La La
So why you up in my