Luyện nghe bài hát Come Over

Here we
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

You know, I just couldn't hide beneath me
Only nigga can take a picture in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the with Cindy
It's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair,

nine, I move over to her twin sister, Medni
I spit game like to get brains like that
Butter soft seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a back

Get ya on and get low, and I never
Make ya throw your hands up I bring in the zone
So, if on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home
I got my home dog out, it's on chrome, gone

She my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics, what I be sayin' 'bout y'all
I'm not a MD but I'm on call
And I got a safe way guaranteed not to

we come
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

we be countdown from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

I'm the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike
Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the tonight
Is this the end, right, I turned on a liking to
Vannessa Derrio like over Brian

Said, "Oh no", baby kissin' me and she goin' down low
People at D.E.M.O., hot, tell you a pro
Swore up and down you did this before
Whatever, just go

Hated by all types, baby and dykes
Uptight and ready to fight 'cuz I'm the one they women
He think he tight, think he got game than Spike Lee
Runnin' thru his like an IV, high speeds

nigga for 5 G's and Al D
Tryna my now when my price is low
95 digits when the Lunatics blow
Another zero for a show, to let you know, now what

we come
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be countdown the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

we be countdown from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", slow down, it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

You see me and my niggas only out on the weekends
'Cuz on the to busy creepin', freakin'
yo rat, now picture that, when she wit you
She now speakin' you weak in

Lettin' me that she really been thinkin'
a nigga, even when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year, while you in the winter
My pockets fatter, your pockets gettin' thinner

I payin' time so you callin' me a sinner
Old Payne, 29, callin' me a tender
Nelly stopped on me, stop when I'm wit her
She ready 4 and I ain't even bought her dinner

I sorted tha game on a bench splinters
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a
The seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta herd no no more, I know who tha winner

Here we
(Here we now, girl)
for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)

'Cuz we be countdown from the sky to tha
Sippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

we be countdown from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up