Luyện nghe bài hát Wu - Wear: The Garment Renaissance

Intro: man

Ain't you want baby
what you need baby
Ain't what you baby
what you neeeeeeeed

Verse rza

Yo diamond rings sharp like icicles
Nickel pistols, official wu-wear covers my physical
Insulated thermal while others drain co four butt solos
photo type static great motivated soldier
Or wu say boulder flower
You can detect the true and living God from the
Keep your sword straight, your weight
But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and
And drug rate concentrate, with benzoate
By the chicken thighs and
And this bitch advertised her size
Eighty-five didn't realize, til the truth up his eyes
Then he became highly
And spent time amongst the wise, through a garment renaissance
And stopped benetton
Tommy hill, ellis, nautica, or liz claiborne
Ocean pacific, fila, bill blass and fitted
Quit the armani with the gucci wool knitted
Now all he buys, kani's, cross colours, shabazz
Mecca, pelly pell, 88, q, bear and a few others
For the new year, strictly

Chorus: man

Ain't what you baby
It's what you baby
Ain't you waaaaaant

two: cappadonna

Pele the top dresser
One man catalog the london fog hog
Biere denim the cash wu nike and kangol king
Everyday, dlo jacket he gripped with the
Fila supply big daddy started brown skin derby
Master tommy hil
Double button woolridge, red turtleneck
Mockneck, eighteen holdin my twenty-two shine
In this like or bloomingdale's
The century 21 son, the new dunn
Now it's my time, asian wu-wear, cap and wear
One wear plaids the don hold the best for all wear
Plus blue wear, wu-wear, going on
We're the best of year, wu-wear and fleece wear

Verse three: man

Ain't what you want
It's what you baby
come see me
Satisfaction baby
hold your own baby
And just on baby
I got wine on my mind
Feelin darlin
Now all you see
Ain't what you baby
I wanna just how low
It
nasty asses, straight shots in dirty glasses
Wu-wear fleece for you and your piece
Hard time and tactics

hold your own baby
Now rock on baby
I got this wine on my
fine darlin
Now all you see
Ain't you need baby
I know just how low
It go

Just your own baby
Now just rock on
I got this wine on my
Feelin fine
Now all you see
Ain't what you baby
I know, how low, it go