Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your Ass

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 like the way ya ass to the beat
You a freak, somethin' 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 let me hit it from the back
Not she a rat, she suckin' on my tat
I gotta rub her, so there's wrong with that
The weed hold that, the blunt that
And you give me head, please don't hold back
your eyes at, lickin' the Kodak
And when I'm finished, then you it's yo pack
Now

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

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

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

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

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
Show-off in fad, show-off the
Give me a Coupe and several hoes, brag
Yeah, I got a grammar, say it's country
But the truth is none of gettin' money
I tried to stay humble but her ass
Give her the ball, guaranteed she gon'

tight 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 wit' a fake ass chain
Never big spenders, on my
Get him to surrender, than December
I'm my stilettos, box of Ameretto's
Before the night is over I'ma probably to check hoes
Now

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

Show ass
your ass
Show ass
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