Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On Keepin On

B-Boy, the fuck you at?
I been for you're ass since a quarter past
Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your
Before I make you suffer, that's when you had

Can I get hot when you hit the jackpot? I can
If you the man, I get loose and produce large of juice
Can you get used to that or do you
A boost of energy to me and get it on?

You're warm, I can feel you getting closer, now baby
Down this mimosa, you better believe it's to give a toast
To the woman of the decade, too bad to be
Get vex and I'm bound to throw

All over your body, who's body? Your body, I can rock a
Like nobody, leavin' time to home the loot, choosy about
Who I let knock my boots, now let me take
While you're the Lyte, life ain't all that unless you're doing it right

Keep on, keepin' on 'cause you
And you changed my world, love so brand new
on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right, right

Beware of the stare when I step into
I come in peace but I got shit need to be released
Now who from the shall I choose?
Yeah, now you wish you was in his

I me a new nigga this year
That knows how to this here
Now I look forward to home at night
Brother mo right under the candlelight

Wax upon my back, can I handle all of
I I can, can I? Why not if I wanna guess I can
Can I? More honey than a bumble-bee
Pulling 69 in my archive

Sweet like licorice, sugar for my
Juicy like or an Icee
I got shit to make your ass write a bad
'Cause like I said I ain't of the sweat

Beat on my drum if you the need to
As I to open up and feed you
I got a to put you where you wanna be
I can, I get rid of all company

Keep on, keepin' on you came
And you changed my world, your love so new
Keep on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right,

Many have tried strict
Lazy motherfuckers get put on
that didn't perform well
They no answer when they ring-a-ring-a my bell

You're playing with my time, to jerk me
Hurt me then dessert me, you better me
you got the opportunity
To be in the of the L Y T E

Only the survive, only the wise excel
said by my born-in-hell
Only the lonely die
Left all try to control me

Easy does it ask how was it
Never speak my info why my in the streets
'Cause that ain't cool and ain't cute
To talk about who knocked the boots on a shoot

But it's all good, though you gotta get it when you it
Like your prey, make your and hop up on it
It's natural, never be ashamed, fuck the
Get the name and the game