Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your A**

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

me, I'm the man
You need a hand boo I got a of grand
on ya feet, diamonds in ya piece
And I like the way ya ass to the beat
You a freak, that's you can be
Keep playin' with me, then I hit ya peeps
The love me, 'cause I'm from the streets
In the bed, I'm goin' thirty at

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gon' hit the flo', gon' hit the
Well, I out the 'Lac, diamond in the back
You can tell by the way I made 'Tipsy', I'm a
Show-off in fad, show-off the
Give me a and several hoes, I'll brag
Yeah, I got a grammar, some say country
But the truth is of y'all gettin' money
I tried to humble but her ass rumble
Give her the ball, guaranteed she gon'

tight denim, fat ass in 'em
I can tell by the way he lookin' at me I can him
nigga Herre Lame, he got no game
His ran over wit' a fake ass chain
big spenders, on my agenda
Get him to surrender, colder than
I'm my stilettos, box of Ameretto's
Before the night is over I'ma probably have to hoes
Now

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

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

your ass
Show ass
Show ass
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