Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
that ass up, put that booty in rewind
I just see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make booty bounce 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 gang
What's in them

Broke always talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how bitches they got
What we really wanna know how many you got
If you talking 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 nigga in the
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke good marijuana
She will you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's aroma
Late night at the took her home and I boned her
She up in a Corolla, got her drunk off Coronas
colder than polar, I'm hot like the solar
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 bust it widely
So I had to ask her

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

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

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

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