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
Back that ass up, put that booty in
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 booty bounce like
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

Broke boys talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how many they got
we really wanna know how many coins you got
If you talking 'bout your rap how many you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you and after your riches
She a old lady, got a young nigga in the
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke good marijuana
She will have you in the club man, errybody her
I think I like her persona, Secret aroma
Late at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot the solar
She more than Oprah, make it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you seen her and she act like the you
That's her motive, she it widely open
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 ass up, put that booty 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 that booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in them

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

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

Girl what's yo sign, I up right on time
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
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty green pretty gang
What's in them