Luyện nghe bài hát Or Wut

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

T-Pain]
Now, even I'm not yo man, you not my girl
I'mma you my - shaaaaaaw-ty...
Cause I 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 girl you know I be home, keep me on the
- sang it to me girl!

Soon as I her, shieet, told her I'd pay for it
mama the baddest thing 'round here, she already know it
I pointed at the and told her, "This s'posed to be yours" (ha ha!)
Showed her a stacks and told her I'd let her blow it
The nigga in the city baby you can't ignore it
I showed her I was a real nigga n' she for it
First I caught 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 to me while she take pipe
And opened her up and showed her a real nigga like
I told her, "I'on't usually do this, I'on't fuck on the night
after I beat ya baby, I'm liable to fuck up ya whole life!"
I train her, now she suck me with ice
I her my lil' bust-it baby, cause she keep it tight
I tell her to bust, ain't gotta tell her twice
Whatever I get off, she know how to get me right

[Interlude:
(whooooooooa), oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (whooooooooa)
Oh-oh, (WH-OA-wh-oa, wh-oa), oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, (whooooooooa)
Shawwwwww-DEEEE-EEEE, yeah...
(whooooooooa), oh-oh, 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 boys her
Know why dey wanna beat badly, at all dat ass on her!
Look how dat sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her
Love when she act like she 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 me to jump 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 know how to lil' mama
You know she gotta be somethin, cause I beat her hunda
snatchin, not now, I'm tellin ya, I promise!
I exposed her to real and now she hate
'member she to run from me, now she like pain
She call me sometimes to ask is it her thang
since I ran up in shawty, she ain't been the same

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