Luyện nghe bài hát Pocketbook

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

Rockin' all your hot ****
that you're god's gift to woman
More like a in my ear
Shoo fly bother me

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

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
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 make me hit you with my
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Da da da da make me

you baby daddy he ain't holding the weight
'cause he got the cake and no
Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out cut it out

So you know my face now got it
at me from the waste down stop it
Said i'mma hard pill to fella
But i can make you better

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

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

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
make me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Hey hey get it

Said you got a lot of nerve playing with my boy
Do you always speak before you
Lucky me i know the game i'mma flip my hair and away
If you follow me on and poppin'
'cause i think gettin outta pocket
Stop it you make me

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

It's chris mind freak in the of a rolls
I know magic poof do with your clothes
Then come here and let luda that body a rub
'cause little mama 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 invited
So we can a wet scene
And win an oscar all up in your best

Girl i you know you're drivin' me crazy
They baby go 'head baby
With two hams in your girl i think you's a crook
Let me touch under that
Don't make me hit you 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