Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Lover

( You might a passport for this one, It's international)

( J. Holiday)

And we got a special

( And who? Boss)

You know sometimes, ladies they move to fast and they choose the wrong one (Yea) But if you like me (Right) You just might take yours back (I'm wit that) possession (Believe that) Yea (Talk to me homie)

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By the way that you screamed my name I have thought that you aint been claimed Now you up in here wit that lame. Looking back you choose the wrong lover (That's the wrong dude over there baby)

And I can tell that you feel the same You see me your expression changed and I don't wanna approach or disrespect so I text you I gotta have you tonight(Haha)So lets do it meet me at the spot so we could dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, Say alright, Alright She hit me back like three o'clock

It's the way that you walk, Smooth (So baby)
The way you move, Ooh (I mean)
Girl I let you escape Might have to repossess you baby
the way that you walk, Smooth
The way you move, Ooh
Since that night you was all mine you realize you choose the wrong

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And by the way you play your game I would have thought that your field done changed But baby now all you can say for yourself is I love ya, yea And it's written all on your face (All over your face) That you wanna meet me at your place But I don't wanna approach or disrespect so I text ya baby what's up for tonight (What's up baby get wit me)

So let's do it again meet me at the spot so we can dot,dot,dot,dot,dot,dot, Say alright,
She hit me back three o'clock

It's the way that you walk, (I need you baby)
It's the way you move, Ooh (You out wit that sucka)
(It's not a look, not a good look)
Girl I let you escape
have to repossess you baby
It's the way you walk,So smooth The way that you move,Ooh
that night you was all mine you realized you choose the wrong lover(Not frontin' baby I got more paper than him too, Not being arrogant. Or am I?)

Rap

I on a rainy night
My new Merceded
I let her hit the smoke me knowing it's like
We thousand stacks
I'm on my eighty
She on her twenty
Fill up pretty purse
But then the turn
She actin' like she aint
Runnin' wit a wide receiver cause his firm
angle came, player got his ankle sprain
Out for the season now she see that things are not the
She made the wrong choice or picked the man but baby I forgive you now get wit the program
It's Ross, J. holiday
Yous a and I got the perfect part to play

Chorus

(You look a million bucks baby)
(I hope you taste better you look)
(Sexy a#)
(You know it's bout time you get wit a boss baby Ross, J. Holiday)
(It's two of the finest, two of the in the business)
(Google Me)