Luyện nghe bài hát Pocketbook

Don't make me hit you my pocketbook
Say it
make me hit you with my pocketbook
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Lookin' at my body i bet you 'bout it
you wanna know how i get down?
Take a number baby you ain't the brother
to get up under my skirt now

Rockin' all your hot stuntin'
Thinkin' that god's gift to woman
like a buzz in my ear
Shoo fly bother me

I got my hair in a tail and they on me
me i can get 'em off
They say i stride like a model like a bottle
Watch me as i hit the and i make 'em say

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you with my
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Da da da da make me

Tell you baby he ain't holding the weight
he got the cake and no knife
Ain't nobody so cut it out cut it out alright

So you don't my face now got it
Lookin' at me from the waste stop it
Said hard pill to swallow fella
But i can make you feel

I got my hair in a pony tail and on me
me i can get 'em off
They say i stride like a curves like a bottle
Watch me as i hit the and i make 'em say

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you with my
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you my

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you with my
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Hey hey get it

Said you got a lot of nerve with my feelin's boy
Do you always before you think?
Lucky me i know the i'mma flip my hair and walk away
If you me it's on and poppin'
'cause i you're gettin outta pocket
Stop it you make me

i make you do what girl you know you want it
Your body's nice but eh you need luda on it
So find a matress so we can jukin' on it movin' on it
Baby 'cause tonight's the
For you to up on the mic 'cause i rocks the mic

chris mind freak in the back of a rolls
I know magic poof do with your clothes
come here and let luda give that body a rub
'cause damn little you thick as a mug

how them southern boys like it
Hurry up and get me a punch i might it
Party in my babs and yes your
So we can make a wet
And win an all up in your best dream

Girl i think you know drivin' me crazy
jinglin' baby go 'head baby
With two hams in pants girl i think you's a crook
Let me what's under that
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
make me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook