Luyện nghe bài hát Take You Home With Me a.k.a. Body

Uh, uhh uhh,
Young, M, X, tra, money, go

[Chorus 2X: R. + (Girl)]
Where you get your little body-adi-adi (do you it?)
Girl I wanna freak your (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you with me
Girl you know you got a (do you like it?)

You can't tie a sweater that ass, it hotter than pajamas

She get it her momma..
We lay back, ganja
DVD, she make it to watch a flat TV - WHOA
I crept up her
Mami it like a quarterback, I caught that like Rice
I mami Montana, bandana
her hands up - this is gangsta love
Threw on a rap CD, we fucked
Poured a glass of Army, got in the mood
This ain't R&B smooth, I a R&B dude
Then she for me like the "Moulin Rouge"
I I might wife her
Y'know, powder blue Roc-a-Wear suit, Nike her
Add mami to the
R.O.C. for life 'cause, the gang

[R.

I make ya than the next bitch - no need
for you to ever sweat the bitch - with speed
I make the bitch see the exit - indeed
Gotta know you're ver-ily - by me
You get the to the Lexus - but no drive
You get own 2002, she through ridin
Keep yo' ass than Versace
That's why you gotta yo' friends
See I just wanna freak your
You gotta me, they connivin shit
But everybody as horny as me
I know you don't do this for
And your - callin, me...

Uhh,
The thick stitched and her favorite ass jeans
Mami shot through the pad the Mark Jacobs bag
to make objects bigger than they appear like a rearview
Y'all know the first date
Oh her shoe is real
But honestly my type of gear
She 'em the Christian Libountins(?) with the four inch heels
is a for her hair and LaPearla underwear, clear?

Girl I hear you callin, stop stallin
[R.
Do what we to do
Baby I want you,
I hear you callin, let's stop stallin