Luyện nghe bài hát On & On

Juicy J, Belly, Tory
It's for the chicks,

Did I forget to
The way that you twistin' and your body got me on and then some
I'd do it
I know that you probably on and on and on and on
On and on and on
You're moving on and on and on and on
DJ playing song (Yeah hoe!)

Nigga, I'm on one, I'm on
She on me, she that
We communicate on a level
pussy lips, talk back
Fucking on a Xan, we don't a bed
Make a mess when you me head
Slob on my like a chicken head
Talk dirty to it, she like I say
One more shot for the (for the bitches)
Two more shots for the (for the hoes)
Beat it up like
'Till you out cold
I'm in her like a toothbrush
Hit it from the back 'till I touch her (you know it)
You're just tryna get it and I'm block
'Cause I you tryna reach your goal
That pussy ain't really worth bragging
But the pretty bitch got a nasty mouth
On the Snap, on the sink, and her ass is out
I bet niggas be cashing out (keen)
up in the drop and I thirst this spot
Shawty wanna ball, touch that rock
Let her touch that paper, never touch work
If you ain't gon' shoot touch that Glock

Did I forget to
The way that you twistin' and movin' your
Got me on and then
I'd probably do it, I know that you probably
On and on and on and on
On and on and on
probably moving on and on and on and on
DJ playing song (Yeah hoe!)

I was high as
I all these bitches clowned me
Out in London up around the to come around me
Only time you held me down is when you to drown me (yeah)
I'm a savage, should've left me where they found me
Ayy now, I just say the word, she on the way
He gon' find out it any day now
Boy, adjust to come-ups, you gon' stay (oh no)
Hey now

Told her chill, 'cause I a couple pills
to get in my zone
Talking "Oh L'amour" the automobile (shit)
Just to see the go, whoa
it baby, let's not be crazy
That's Versace, that's not (whoa)
Took the shot but now I got the
Oh, top, from the drop, Mercedes

Did I to mention?
The way you twistin' and movin' your body
Got me on and some
I'd probably do it, I know you probably movin'
on and on and on and on
On and on and on
You're moving on and on and on and on
DJ playing your (Yeah hoe!)

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