Luyện nghe bài hát What's Love Got To Do With It

Fat
Put the mic on
Mic is on
Joe the Don uh
Yeah, Yeah,
Irv

What's

Fat
Ashanti, Terror, Terror
It be about us
Be about

Ashanti (Ja Rule) {Fat Joe
What's love? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) {Yeah, Yeah,
What's
It's us {It's about us
about trust babe {Be about trust
What's love? (Got to do, got to do it babe) {Yeah, Yeah, Uh
love?
It should be about us {It be about us
It be about trust babe {Be about trust
What's

Verse 1: Fat Joe
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, woo, yeah, slow down
Let you know from the I don't go down lady
I chick with thick hips
That licks her
She can be the office type or to strip
you get me aroused how you look in my eye
But you talk to man your ruinin' my high
wanna lose the feelin'
Cause the is chillin'
on fire & you lookin'
Good for the
I'm
Other in a hoodie or a linner provider
You see the jewelery on my women
& I'm it up
The stay feelin' the truck
With Chicks that's to triz with us uh
You say you gotta man & in love
But what's
Gotta do with a menage
After the
me & you
Could slide for a few
& she could too
love!

Verse 2: Fat Joe
Yeah, uh, yeah, yo, mommy, I know you got
You man
But you to understand
That you got something you
Ass is fat, frame is
Tattoo in your chest with his name in the
Uh, I'm not a hater I crush a lot
& the way you shake booty I don't want you to stop
You Need to come a little closer (You need to come a closer)
& let me put you my arm like a Don is supposed ta (Like a Don is supposed ta)
Please
You leave me
We'd be all night like we was on E
You need to the god & jump in the car
For a hard 8 at the Taj Mahal
love?

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Verse 3: Fat Joe,

Yeah, uh, yo, I stroll in the club my hat down
Jack style
Hot 7 who the mack
Not my fault cause they the kid
Ma be the or the whip
I don't what it is
We party & bullshit
Come on mommy put your in motion
You nigga open
You came with the heart to cheat
So you need to sing the with me
All my ladies on

Ashanti (Fat Joe)
When I in your eyes there's no stopin' me
I want the Don Crack on top of me (Uh-huh)
Don't your stacks (Yeah)
Just break my (Uh)
Gonna cut you no (Whoo)
Cause I'm on it that (Uh, Come On)
on (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) & put it (Yeah, Yeah, Y'All) on me (Put it on ya Girl) on me (I'm put it on ya Girl)

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