Luyện nghe bài hát Or Wut

[Intro:
Ay, what's happenin
yo' lil' boy Plies, man (shaw-tay)
Ay Pain, I want you tell 'em bout your homie
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaaaaah)
And I'mma tell em mine, dawg

T-Pain]
Now, even I'm not yo man, you not my girl
I'mma you my - shaaaaaaw-ty...
I cain't stand to see you treated bad, I beat his ass
For my - shaaaaaaaw-ty...
And we ain't did nothin that we ain't to do
you my - shaaaaaaw-ty... (oh-oh)
Baby you know I be home, keep me on the ringtoooone
- sang it to me girl!

Soon as I seen her, shieet, her I'd pay for it
Lil' mama the baddest 'round here, she already know it
I pointed at the donk and told her, "This to be yours" (ha ha!)
her a couple stacks and told her I'd let her blow it
The hottest nigga in the baby you can't ignore it
I her I was a real nigga n' she went for it
First time I her shit, she ain't even kno' how to tho'it back
Now she a animal, I got her sex game
I taught her how to talk to me she take pipe
And opened her up and her what a real nigga like
I her, "I'on't usually do this, I'on't fuck on the first night
Cause I beat ya baby, I'm liable to fuck up ya whole life!"
I gotta train her, now she suck me ice
I call her my lil' bust-it baby, cause she it tight
Whenever I tell her to bust, ain't gotta tell her
Whatever I wanna get off, she how to get me right

[Interlude:
Oh-oh (whooooooooa), oh-oh, oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Oh-oh, oh-oh (WH-OA-wh-oa, wh-oa), oh-oh, oh-oh,
Oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Shawwwwww-DEEEE-EEEE, yeah...
Oh-oh (whooooooooa), oh-oh, oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Oh-oh, (WH-OA-wh-oa, wh-oa), oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
(Shaaaaaaw-ty, yeah) SHAW-DEE, whoa, w-w-wh-oa, OH!

I love to show her off, cause all the dope want her
why dey wanna beat badly, look at all dat ass on her!
Look how dat sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her
when she act like she bowlegged and bend the co'ner
She to be fuckin me, cause I'm stuntin on 'em!
It feel good to be fuckin a real nigga,
Ain't her in two days, gotta let her mind wonder
But when she miss me, she call to tell me to on her
That's why I don't mind breakin 'er off, cause she ain't with the
If you done ripped her before, you how to cuff lil' mama
You know she gotta be somethin, I done beat her hunda
snatchin, not now, I'm tellin ya, I promise!
I her to real and now she hate lame
'member she used to run from me, now she like
She call me sometimes just to ask is it her
since I ran up in shawty, she ain't been the same

[Hook] +