Luyện nghe bài hát Old Thing Back - Matoma Remix

To sex, I'm similar to the thriller in
Honey's call me Bigga, the filler
Whether it's stiff tongue or dick
Biggie squeeze it to make fit, now check this shit

I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the
You know the Ep along by James
Smith I get with the lyrical gift
Hit you the dick, make your kidneys shift

Here we go, here we go, but I'm not
I got the funk flow to make drawers drop slow
So the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans
I wear thirteens, know what I

I fuck and hit you with the Hennessey dick
Mess around and go blind, get to see shit
The next batter, here to shatter bladder
It doesn't matter or fat or

Light skinned or black, baby I drop
Boricua screamin' "Aiy papi"
I love it when call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they propa

Look, I gotcha caught up with the drunk
Fuck Tae Kwon do, I a fo'-fo'
For niggaz mad 'cause they bitch chose me
A big black motherfucker G ya see

All I do is separate the game from the
Big bang boots the Bronx to Bolivia
Gettin' physical like Olivia
Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no

So a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed
I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose
Even if new man's a certified mack
You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing

What you wanna do? I got that old thing
you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him
What you do? I got that old thing back
What you wanna see? Baby relax and feel him

Old thing
Like B I G I E, with some R U L E
Notorious know to bust in E Y E, baby baby
Bitches know they love and me

I come, you come, we with back some maybe
How close we to coming together is crazy
How come you ain't your sis with faces
When I come you be cryin' like I'm ya bitches

You there's a bigger picture than the camera rolled
I only got to knowin' how the shits unfolded
Back shots through the rear, got the mack
Got a reload, like every

Sayin' I got my back
I'm lookin' like bitch, my never left
But we so hard pressed, to be impressed by new rappers
actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back

What you do?
What you wanna do? I got old thing back
What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and him
you wanna do? I got that old thing back
What you wanna see? sing relax and feel him

Is my mind playin' tricks, Scarface and Bushwick
D, havin' nightmares of girls killin' me
She mad what we had didn't last
I'm glad her cousin let me hit the ass

Fuck the past let's on the 500 SL
The E&J and Ale
The way my pockets swell to the rim with
Another hun's in the crib, send her in

I fuck nonstop, lick my lips a lot, used to the clits a lot
But lickin' clits had to
'Cause y'all don't know how to act the tongue go down below
the funk flow, really though

I got the cleanest, meanest,
Ya never this stroke of genius
So take off Tim boots and your bodysuit
I mean the Spandex and hit my man

Sex rougher when it come to the nut buster
Pussy crusher, black motherfucker
I don't chase 'em, I 'em
And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm 'em

Fuck whatcha heard who's the best in New
For fillin' fantasies without that Mr. Roarke
Or I got you wrapped around my dick
And when I'm I got to split, shit

What you do? I got that old thing back
What you see? Baby sing relax and feel him
What you wanna do? I got that old back
What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and him