Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your A**

Come on,
Come on,
Come on,
on, ay

me, I'm the man
You need a boo I got a couple of grand
Dayton's on ya feet, in ya piece
And I the way ya ass move to the beat
You a freak, that's you can be
Keep playin' with me, then I gotta hit ya
The girls love me, I'm from the streets
In the bed, I'm thirty at least

on the cap, plus her ass fat
It's so big she gon' let me hit it the back
Not knowin' she a rat, she on my tat
I gotta rub her, so there's wrong with that
The weed hold that, the blunt roll
And you give me head, please don't hold back
your eyes at, lickin' the Kodak
And I'm finished, then you comin' it's yo pack
Now

Show ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
your ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, hit the flo'

Show your ass, hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
Show your ass, gon' hit the
Show ass, gon' hit the flo'

I hops out the Jag, pocket of cash
Wish your ho try to jump like she bad
Jeans fittin' tight, weave fittin'
The way I feel my ass make the ballers blow they
Step up in the party, sippin' the
watch your man 'cause I'm feelin' kinda naughty
I'm to my left, over to my right
I head to the flo', time to get bitch hype

Niggaz in the place, all up in my
Somebody touch my ass I might to catch a case
Don't let the face ya, I'll give it to ya
a right hand jab like Zab Jooda
I say what I mean, mean I say
You wanna fuck with me, you pay like you weigh
No shame in my game, if you hang
Get the fuck up out my and let me do my thang
Now

Show your ass, hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
Show ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show ass, gon' hit the flo'

Show ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
Show ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, hit the flo'

hit the flo', gon' hit the flo'
Well, I hops out the 'Lac, diamond in the
You can tell by the way I made 'Tipsy', I'm a
in fad, show-off the fact
Give me a Coupe and several hoes, I'll
Yeah, I got a grammar, say it's country
But the truth is none of gettin' money
I tried to stay but her ass rumble
her the ball, guaranteed she gon' fumble

Skin denim, fat ass in 'em
I can by the way he lookin' at me I can pimp him
This nigga Lame, he got no game
His shoes ran over a fake ass chain
big spenders, on my agenda
Get him to surrender, than December
I'm rockin' my stilettos, box of
Before the night is I'ma probably have to check hoes
Now

Show your ass, gon' hit the
Show ass, gon' hit the flo'
your ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the

Show your ass, hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
your ass, gon' hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the

Show ass
your ass
Show ass
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