Luyện nghe bài hát Rubbin'

INTRO
Uhh,
Now look in the
me what you see
Bomb diggy baby
We be rubbin' (yo)
We be tonight (right)
Uhh,
Ha ha

I remember seeing you in straps
Nappack up by you ass back
I seen it, I was like DAMN!
Girl do you man
Body look it was wrapped in seran
me
Told me alone, I was of surprise

Out night, spending mad cash chillin'
See the you were walking, open my eyes
And the talk I was talking, parted thighs
But they nothing wrong
'Cause we grown
Hitting in the morning until we grown
And we moan and waking up the block
And getting all confused, not from your boyfriend
Don't dwell on these minor
Let's cruise the wind blowing, speed the sails
We could rock on, and cruise
Plus your tight skirt be your thong
on, oh girl

CHORUS
You fronting like I ain't 'bout to it
I got a rocket in my
Two to your ecstacy
And one for this chick next to me
If she with it, hit it (I'mma hit it)
you is wit it (is you wit it, wit it)
hit it (I'mma hit it)
hit it

See I was peeping your
You was sitting at the bar with your hand on a Grand (ha ha)
Now baby to all people, notice who you are
So they try to score
Pulling out their folds, buy a red rose to give you
I chill on the humble in my and steel toes
I see your eyes moving in stealth
But then you realize, oh it's Choc on the side
See moving to my side, and when she she glides
Body looking strong like Cadillac
She close, her finger running up my elbow
And then invites me to her abode
it, uhh
Now before I get in it, first she walks around
she loves prospects and talks about her fetish
How she loves skinned men, hairy chested
She's hefty breasted, fuel injected
She she's rough at first, but when I start to groan
I be closing night and taking it straight to the dome
So we could the world or you could stay at home
But tonight she be ready to bone, on
Oh boy

See this is for my in open toed shoes
And belly that make money and like their sex sweaty
Who like their sex messy and to go
And not to say they ready to bone (it's on)
And not afraid to of they thong
And not afraid to it straight to the dome
And for my dogs that make laws and off shore
With in the pocket, or drop shitty causes
For when it comes to strokes, spring miss capone(?)
Take no cake to clear out the bars
Watch yourself when you're playing it close
'Cause you'll get the and then get ghost
on

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