Luyện nghe bài hát She Got

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

1- Y.O.

I dont know how you put dem on/
Watchin yo booty go and forth look like its ping pong/
I envision myself up in ya dat seem wrong/
Hit you with this you'd prolly make it my ringtone, but this should be yo theme song/
Mo' den a French designer, body got like a 10-inch behind her/
She dropped it low like a recliner, den brought it up like a
Where dey make these, you find her lookin like somethin thats 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 get you out like an eviction/
She so B.A.D., I'd say I love her, but that ain't of my diction/
Tell me I'm trippin, I say we should vacate, make tapes Ray J and Kim/
So bout her like Baby and Slim, you prolly think 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, accessed ain't a thing that you lack/
like you just came up out of Saks, with 2 random dudes tryna carry ya sacks/
Ain't talkin money, but she got a rack, that body should be on a plaque/

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

Verse 2 - TKO

Aye she got style, man she super bad, mo' cheese than a has/
She jumped inside me roofless slab, and 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 what to tell yall/
I'ma danell nah so around I don't wanna smell yall/
I think she has mo' kids than Dashiki/
I'm only here cause I'm frenchie, came to give ya mama some winkie/
Well duh, ring ya its the O Capone/
Yung O called my phone said we in need of a
Switch gears, she winked her eye so I reply if her man trip I'ma dust the guy/
She's the shit, you flush I tried, she givin blow jobs so I must apply/
You a lame, you can't justify, no caterpillars, butterfly/
compare with the other guy, like KFC I get a bunch of thighs/
Like Mississippi I get a bunch of I's, you get it ketchup like what come with fries/
people think I had sex on an airplane, why, cause I'm fly/

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

3 - Y.O.

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

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