Luyện nghe bài hát Show Your Ass

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 hit ya peeps
The girls me, 'cause I'm from the streets
In the bed, I'm goin' thirty at

Show-offs on the cap, 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 hold that, the roll that
And when you give me head, please hold back
your eyes at, lickin' the Kodak
And when I'm finished, then you comin' it's yo
Now

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

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

in the place, all up in my face
Somebody touch my ass I might to catch a case
let the face fool ya, I'll give it to ya
Peel a hand jab like Zab Jooda
I say I mean, mean what I say
You fuck with me, you gotta pay like you weigh
No shame in my game, if you hang
Get the fuck up out my face and let me do my
Now

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

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

Gon' hit the flo', hit the flo'
Well, I hops out the 'Lac, diamond in the
You can by the way I made 'Tipsy', I'm a mack
in fad, show-off the fact
Give me a Coupe and several hoes, I'll
Yeah, I got a grammar, some say it's
But the truth is of y'all gettin' money
I tried to stay humble but her ass
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 wit' 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 over I'ma have to check hoes
Now

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

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

your ass
Show ass
your ass
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