Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those like Ginuwine
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make that booty bounce trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls green gang
What's in them

Broke boys always 'bout
How many they fuck, how many bitches they got
What we really wanna know how coins you got
If you 'bout your rap how many songs you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you independent and your riches
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I that good marijuana
She have you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret
Late night at the aroma took her and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot like the
She talkin' more than Oprah, make it clap magnolias
the first time you seen her and she act like the know you
That's her motive, she it widely open
So I had to ask her

Girl what's yo sign, I up right on time
She don't fuck with niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make that booty bounce like
Boing,
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
in them jeans

Asked her what's her sign, she told me
I told her you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, never mind, back to the subject, you
I'm tryina see if there's some more room in them jeans,
And she don't like broke boys, fuck boys ain't making no
Walk around with a chain like
She looking at me looking
Pinky ring the of orbit
Broke boys can't afford it, look at my on orbit
I'm a man no Morgan
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, dropped the top the headless horse
Telling me stories of her and her broke boy
Honestly I can care less baby ain't important

I like how them jeans so tight they show your (I like it)
Walk in, run the club got broke boys panic (They fightin')
When she walk in public, people to a manikin (Silence)
She done turned the club, call the ambulance!

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I wanna see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
Can you make that booty bounce like
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls green gang
What's in jeans