Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

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

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

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

Asked her what's her sign, she me Gemini
I her girl 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 jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, fuck ain't making no noise
Walk around with a chain Floyd
She at me looking gorgeous
ring the size of orbit
Broke boys afford it, look at my pockets 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 like the headless
Telling me of her and her broke boy divorced
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't

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

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