Luyện nghe bài hát On & On

Juicy J, Belly, Lanez
for the chicks, mane

Did I to mention?
The way that you twistin' and your body got me on and then some
I'd do it
I know you probably moving on and on and on and on
On and on and on
You're probably on and on and on and on
DJ playing your (Yeah hoe!)

Nigga, I'm on one, I'm on
She on me, she that
We communicate on a high
Them pussy lips, back
Fucking on a Xan, we don't a bed
Make a mess when you me head
on my knob like a chicken head
Talk to it, she like what I say
One shot for the bitches (for the bitches)
Two more shots for the (for the hoes)
Beat it up like
'Till you knocked out
I'm in her mouth like a
Hit it the back 'till I touch her soul (you know it)
You're just tryna get it and I'm tryna
'Cause I know you reach your goal
That pussy really worth bragging 'bout
But the little bitch got a nasty mouth
On the Snap, on the sink, and her ass is out
I bet niggas be cashing out (keen)
Pull up in the drop and I this spot
Shawty wanna ball, better touch that
Let her touch that paper, touch that work
If you ain't gon' shoot don't touch Glock

Did I to mention?
The way that you twistin' and movin' body
Got me on and then
I'd probably do it, I know you probably movin'
On and on and on and on
On and on and on
You're moving on and on and on and on
DJ your song (Yeah hoe!)

I was high as
I all these bitches clowned me
Out in London up around the to come around me
Only time you held me down is you tried to drown me (yeah)
I'm a savage, should've left me where they found me
Ayy now, I say the word, she on the way down
He gon' find out it any day now
Boy, to come-ups, you gon' stay down (oh no)
Hey now

her chill, 'cause I need a couple pills
Just to get in my
Talking "Oh L'amour" the automobile (shit)
Just to see the time go,
Stop it baby, not be crazy
That's Versace, not Versacee (whoa)
Took the shot but now I got the
Oh, top, from the drop, Mercedes

Did I to mention?
The way that you twistin' and movin' your
Got me on and some
I'd probably do it, I know you probably movin'
on and on and on and on
On and on and on
You're moving on and on and on and on
DJ playing your (Yeah hoe!)

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