Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your A**

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

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

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

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

I hops out the Jag, full of cash
Wish your ho would try to jump she bad
fittin' tight, weave fittin' right
The way I feel my ass make the ballers they cash
Step up in the party, sippin' the
Betta watch your man 'cause I'm feelin' naughty
I'm lookin' to my left, over to my
I head to the flo', to get this 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
Peel a right hand jab like Zab
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 cannot
Get the fuck up out my face and let me do my
Now

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

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

Skin denim, fat ass in 'em
I can tell by the way he lookin' at me I can him
This nigga Herre Lame, he got no
His shoes ran over wit' a ass chain
Never big spenders, on my
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 your ass, hit the flo'
Show your ass, gon' hit the
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 your ass, gon' hit the
Show your ass, gon' hit the

Show ass
Show ass
your ass
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