Luyện nghe bài hát Shortie Like mine

Y'all what this is

Only thing that keeps me up when I'm feelin'
I don't about you, but I gotta keep mines around 'cause
I done looked out and searched, and it's hard to another shorty like mine
Baby, yes, I'm addicted to how we it, everything you say to me
Never it could be so wicked, hopin' that you stay wit' me
Search around the world, but you will find another shorty like mine
Shorty like

You got a girl, but she ain't nothin' (mine)
Cute face, size, like (mine)
Fake hood wit' it like (mine)
walk, talk the talk
Let me you some more

I knew when I ran into this one, she would be the of my pimpin'
Knew she would be the one to make me caring
About other girls on my jock, and gettin'
She was the one to slow me down, hold me
I roll wit' her now, go it now
I'm a wit' it now
I'm a go get her now
I got don't be mad you can't get one holla
Broke the mold when made lil' mama
I don't care what my say
She been there for my drama
Some of the homies 'cause they want her
Wish they the ones datin' my woman
Gon' get a good look 'cause she
And I don't mind she mine

You got a girl, but she nothin' like (mine)
Cute face, nice size, (mine)
Fake hood wit' it like (mine)
walk, talk the talk, Chris, help me tell them was up

All love inside of me, and all I wanna do is give it to her
I don't care what the say 'bout it 'cause I got somethin' to say 'bout it
What I'm about to say is straight up real talk; no cut, I don't 'bout it
There ain't a price you can put on a girl who just what to say when
You need to hear it the most, and I'm a you somethin' else if
I don't know else, I know...

You got a girl, but she ain't nothin' (mine)
face, nice size, like (mine)
Fake kitted hood wit' it (mine)
walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more

I wanna give her the world, and I ain't even tryin' a her
I'm addicted to my girl and the way that she works in that skirt
for me in the club, in the crib, in the streets
She for l-b-dub-e-n-t; she a nice size with the pretty brown bright eyes
I'm a winner wit' the right
I'm a it to her to the rhythm of a hi-hat
She got a mind
You can't buy that, and the site from behind when she walk on by a
Nigga try that
She got the prettiest smile, and she gangsta me
runnin' wild, and I thank her, and we can talk about anything she got
Good conversation, my homie, friend, and plus, she patient

You got a girl, but she ain't like (mine)
Cute face, nice size, (mine)
Fake hood wit' it like (mine)
Mean walk, talk the talk, Chris, me tell them was up