Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I wanna 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 booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
in them jeans

Broke always talking 'bout
How many hoes fuck, how many bitches they got
we really wanna know how many coins you got
If you talking 'bout your rap how songs you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you and after your riches
She a old lady, got a nigga in the corner
Young hit it right, I smoke that good marijuana
She have 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
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot like the
She talkin' more than Oprah, make it 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 up right on time
She don't with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in
I just wanna see in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my girls green pretty gang
in them jeans

Asked her what's her sign, she told me
I told her girl you lying, that's the same sign as
Well anyway, never mind, to the subject, you fine
I'm see if there's some more room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, boys ain't making no noise
Walk around with a chain like
She looking at me looking
Pinky ring the size of
Broke boys can't afford it, look at my 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 stories of her and her boy divorced
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't

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

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 booty in
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 that booty like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in jeans