Luyện nghe bài hát Sexy Lil' Thug (Remix)

[Intro 1: 50
(*Get Or Die Tryin' intro*)

Break it
Go, go, go, go, go, go

[Intro 2:
(* 50 Cent in background *)
Go shawty, yo' birthday
We gon like it's yo' birthday
We gon sip Bacardi like it's yo'
And you know we don't give a fuck not yo' birthday!

Go shorty, it's
We gon' party like, ya birthday
We gettin' naughty like, ya birthday
So put ya drink up in the air if you sexy!

[Verse 1:
I'm the chick the hot ish, Manolo Blahnik
Choo kicks, killin' it, who you with?
Me and my girls at the with the diamonds and ice
I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe (hahaha)
I'm fly chick 5'6", Marc Jacob mini
fabolous, glamourous, its effortless
Make up light, we with my pastel
Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage

2x: Beyonce]
You can find me in da club, on some bub
Daddy I got what you need a sexy little thug
Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no
So come give me a hug, you a little thug

(* 50 in the background on 2nd repeat*)
You can find me in da club, bottle bub
got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into love
So come gimme a hug, if you into gettin' (hahaha)

Beyonce]

(* 50 Cent in the *)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

My nails, my hair, my rings
Shining all my fancy things
My crib, my car, my clothes, my
Why you mad, cause I came up and I changed

2: Beyonce]
I'm that girl wearing Chanel
Chandeliers in my ears Bailey Banks & Biddles
Ya feelin' my style, ya feelin' my
Hair sheek, smells sweet, like to flow
I'm the lady sippin' Bailey's while I strut a model
If the ladies wanna hate me, I send them a bottle
I know I got it, but don't flaunt it though brothas want it
Dancin' while I'm flirtin', cause he checkin' up on me

[Chorus 2x:
You can me in da club, sippin' on some bub
Daddy I got what you need, you a sexy thug
Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no
So come give me a hug, you a sexy little

[Hook:

(* 50 Cent in the *)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

My nails, my hair, my rings
with all my fancy things
My crib, my car, my clothes, my
Why you mad, I came up and I ain't changed

3: 50 Cent]

(* Beyonce in the *)
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!

And you should love it, way than you hate it
Oh, you mad, I thought you should be I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the life
out the hood now you tryin' to pull me back, right?
When my get to pumpin' in da club it's on
I my eye at ya chick, if she smile, she gone
If the roof on fire, man, just let it
If you about money, homie I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me, 'cause go head, the style up
And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the pile up
Or we go they head with a bottle of bub
C'mon, know where we be..

[Chorus 2x:
You can me in da club, sippin' on some bub
Daddy I got you need, you a sexy little thug
Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no
So come give me a hug, you a sexy thug

50 Cent]

Don't try to act you don't know where we been either
We in da club all the time, it's to pop off