Luyện nghe bài hát So What You Wanna Do

[Lil'
Hey up baby
Yeah, call me Lil' Rob
Yeah, me
Kicking back with my homeboy T
And my homeboy
You know I mean
San Diego's finest, you what I'm saying
your name

[Lil'
Como te llamas, perdonan mis
Donde en toda mi vida
I've never a seorita more bonita
My name is Lil' Rob, to mean ya
Wish that I could eat ya, keep you to myself, to myself, to the
You says hold off things for the ride, much obliged
You replied if you decide to see me
Just give me a ring, I'm for a frigging weekend
You're my bona, cabrona, chichona, pinche nalgona
got what you want, and you've got what I want
We both what we see, I like the way you love me
With you soft Brown skin, Mexican, big eyes
As I trip on with Mary Wells to that one guy, Miles
When I tell you to jump you ask how
if I expect you to fly, it's time for me to fly
But you tell me what's so about good-bye

[Chorus x2: Rob]
I stick around, ain't got time to dick around
If you wanna get down get down, let's get down
(So you wanna do)
I can't around, ain't got time to dick around
If you get down let's get down, let's get down
(So you wanna do)

T]
I blow hynas like reel, long and slow
I'm dangerous like a SEAL, when I get at a hoe
Guaranteed to get her wet like a in the rain
And after we stroke be like "What's your name?"
I say "Mr. Sancho, the one hitter then
The True Player baby, the go-getter"
See my Lex in eighteens, you know that means
Another day, a few more when I come up on the scene
Ain't no player in the who play the game like me
You tight? You might be, but me? That's unlikely
Better hose it 'cause I holds that crown
And I never player because I hold my ground
They call me papi from San Diego to Puerto
And everybody ain't no guarantee like Chico
minutes of converstation and that's all she wrote
Sipping Alize, puffing hydro

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[Lil'
get down, that's right
San Clique
Don't act like you know us
Lil' Rob, T, Mr. Yogi

Shave my pelon for the get up and go look
Hit the avenue, I'm putting in my phonebook
You know I just be chilling with my cousin
You wasn't trying to deal with me my demo
But now you be out "Papi, te quiero"
Trying to like you got class, but you just ghetto
I love pretty things on the floor
Glitter on your chest, g-strings, and
You the type of babydoll that make your knees weak
Sipping mixed drinks, real super
The type of broads like to chill in Mexico
Acting stuck up, sporting sexy clothes
Knew her when she was chica, que bonita
Now with amigas, me rolling with clickas
I'ma juela la jolita, up mamacita
I be trying to maintain, just chilling in my

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