Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Panache

You know we got
Style, sass, gettin mad cash, keepin' it under
Pizazz and class, we sit in the
Spendin' mad cash, money, and we real bad-ass

You know we got panache style,
Gettin' mad ass, it under glass
and class we kiss in the back
Spittin' mad trash, honey, honey and we real

You we got panache, we gettin' mad cash
Paid a dime a second like Diamond and Damon Dash
I spit, sonic gas, classy psychopath, psychotic,
I got an iconic ass, it's ironic how erotic my sonnets

Get girls in bonnets, hot like Connicks
Sick on gin and tonics, we, super sonic, hook you on our
Learned by Erotic, ebony dick and Mantronix
Never stoppin' it electronic shit allotted the whole club up

When we it and if we wanted it
Fill it with men and spawn and shit, ain't nothing wrong it
Let's get the party started, shit, get it on and hit
ballin' cat callin' no alcohol yo

We all on a straw, a certain
Je Ne Quoi at the bar
I hit it raw, never do look unless
We, like what we saw, do look back, ok, Papa

On the case like Case estates, like Oprah's place
Savoir Faire and grace, hair in place, here's a taste
No time to waste, do my makeup in the while I sit up on your face
We paid and when we don't, got dates
Dig in the crates, eat steak and

Spin wax, make tracks, we laid, back
Ladies get laid and stay up late at
Now we getting mass sass pinnacle
the Citadel not minimal we hospitable,
Mad kissable it's difficult, princess for instance
We never divisible make you invisible

Kit in each car kittens Kit-Kat bars
Kickin' etiquette from Connecticut to
Strip malls to big balls 'n concert halls, New Dolls

Taggin' up bathroom stalls, we make folly North down to Raleigh
Follow me, lollys down in Bali, all enthralled dollies, Arty as Dali
And when Mr. Rodgers calls me, we allowed on his