Luyện nghe bài hát She Got

She got style like a (6x)
She got a body like a (6x)

1- Y.O.

I dont how you put dem jeans on/
Watchin yo booty go back and forth look like its ping
I envision myself up in ya don't dat wrong/
Hit you with this hammer you'd prolly make it my ringtone, but this should be yo theme
Mo' style den a French designer, body got like a behind her/
She it low like a recliner, den brought it up like a reminder/
Where dey make these, where'd you find her lookin like somethin out of my dream/
Girl you da one I'm tryna pick, I'm attempting to set up a screen/
And yea dem jeans I'm tryna get you out like an
She so B.A.D., I'd say I love her, but that part of my diction/
Tell me I'm trippin, I say we should vacate, tapes like Ray J and Kim/
So bout her money like Baby and Slim, you prolly that she related to dem/
I cater to dem type, B.A.D., she suit me like pinstripes,
If you was for sale you'd already been bagged, fully ain't a thing that you lack/
Dressin you just came up out of Saks, with 2 random dudes tryna carry ya sacks/
Ain't talkin money, but she got a rack, body should be engraved on a plaque/

She got style a muthafucka (6x)
She got a body a muthafucka (6x)

Verse 2 - TKO

Aye she got style, man she super bad, mo' cheese than a chalupa
She jumped me roofless slab, and blue me like a Hoover flag/
I never been a loser fag, 50 Tyson stupid
I walked in her pad her kids looked up like huh are you my dad/
Eeen, hell naw, I don't know really to tell yall/
danell nah so move around I don't wanna smell yall/
Skinnamarink I think she has mo' kids than
I'm over here cause I'm frenchie, came to give ya mama some winkie/
Well duh, ring ya its the O Capone/
O called my phone said we in need of a song/
Switch gears, she winked her eye so I must reply if her man trip I'ma the guy/
She's the shit, you can't flush I tried, she givin blow jobs so I apply/
You a lame, you can't justify, no caterpillars, butterfly/
Don't compare with the other guy, KFC I get a bunch of thighs/
Like Mississippi I get a bunch of I's, you don't get it ketchup like what come with
people think I had sex on an airplane, why, cause I'm fuckin

She got style a muthafucka (6x)
She got a like a muthafucka (6x)

3 - Y.O.

Okay so style is you teachin, body language dats what you speakin/
let me begin, you should pretend dat I'm yo man for da weekend/
Blow da whistle like a reach-in, finest she beat dem/
gotta be deep in for dem designer clothes dat she be in/
Honor roll was her peak den, baddest comin from her class/
Now I get to peepin, look like her ass grew anotha ass/
And you ain't have to ask, her face fine she ooo/
Lovin da way you you say no hands but I'm still feelin you/
Drinks, get me billed for 2 or mo', I need a few of those/
B.A.D. girl wit no tv show, she skipped dat for a role/
Bougie hoes don't compare, dem Serena thighs so cutthroat/
I'm tellin ya standin next to her, get overlooked, short folk/
Of course though, but no coarse hair, and her body look better in
She got dem shorts where, dey show a lot of n got her own crib wit a Porsche der/
Porsche there, she winnin, tryna her like its forensics/
Got me training its the Olympics just to get next, next, like an apprentice/

She got style like a (6x)
She got a like a muthafucka (6x)