Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your A**

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

me, I'm the man
You a hand boo I got a couple of grand
Dayton's on ya feet, diamonds in ya
And I the way ya ass move to the beat
You a freak, somethin' you can be
Keep with me, then I gotta hit ya peeps
The love me, 'cause I'm from the streets
In the bed, I'm goin' at least

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' wrong that
The weed that, the blunt roll that
And when you give me head, please don't back
Where your eyes at, lickin' the
And when I'm finished, then you comin' yo pack
Now

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

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

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

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

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

Gon' hit the flo', hit the flo'
Well, I hops out the 'Lac, in the back
You can by the way I made 'Tipsy', I'm a mack
Show-off in fad, the fact
Give me a Coupe and several hoes, brag
Yeah, I got a grammar, some say it's
But the truth is none of gettin' money
I tried to stay humble but her ass
Give her the ball, she gon' fumble

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

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

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

your ass
Show ass
Show ass
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