Luyện nghe bài hát We Came To Party

I just wanna make sweet love to you, baby, you know what Im
I wanna touch you all over aw, please!

[Hook: Scoop & LL Cool J]
We came to party, we to party
We came to party, we came to
We to party, we came to party
Hey look, I've got my hands all on your

[Verse 1: LL J]
no problem, Im on it oldest man in the club
Also one of the richest, a bottles of bub
Its just me and the Russians, we get all of the
They was aware of the image, they wanna see what he
TMZ in my face, all on my couch
Now Im the Grammys, what is this all about?
International baller, I must I had doubts
If wasnt callin me back, they was callin me out
Game moved to the South, I closed my mouth
Intellect like Belichick he be switching the routes
Im too old for the games, no time for the
Next challenge? Get this generation screaming my
Who do what I did? Boy, I must be the shit
106 & Park to play date with the kids
People my wife, tryna ruin my night
So I help em mind they business with bottles on ice

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Destruction in the

[Verse 2: Snoop
Oh, no Big Snoop
Ice so you can see it through the fog
To walk in my itll be a little jog
And if you by the pockets, you gon be up in the morgue
The peoples is peepin,
The is dippin, dippin
So this is the mission, listen, I turn this up
Its the party-rocking, nonstopping, four-hopping, rip and
Drippin in this motherfucker, burn up, now up!

[Verse 3: LL J]
We aint flirtin, we we aint dancin, we walkin
Teenagers is pointin, cougars are hawkin
I dont come here that often, but its totally
When you livin for real, I consider it flossin
Panty lines are crossin, Im proceedin with
I shit where I eat, gotta manage your portions
LL Cool J, Im like the old-school
alone, sittin on factory chrome
Shades on, in the zone Aid smile on my face
My securitys strapped, aint no beef, in case
Me and my man Whites, we in Vegas tonight
Claudine on the celly, make sure that money is
Red carpet and tuxes, always the bucks is
are snapping, I cant believe this is happening
Frustrating the haters, theyre so sick of me
Im your blog, Ive got the same type of passion

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[Bridge x4: Fatman & LL Cool J]
Fatman Scoop, Maserati J
They aint I can do it, thats why I had to debut it
And let the critics review it, way I spit and its Buicks
the beginning, I knew it rollin an L in the Buick
Had the guts to pursue it, thats how a legend do it

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