Luyện nghe bài hát Come Over

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

You know, I just hide shit beneath me
Only nigga can take a still in 3D
If be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy
It's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair,

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

Get ya on and get low, and I fumble
Make ya throw your up when I bring in the zone
So, if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm you home
I got my dog out, it's on chrome, long gone

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

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

'Cuz we be 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

'Cuz we be 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

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

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

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

Tightest for 5 G's and Al D
Tryna my now when my price is low
Then 95 digits when the 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, steady puffin' on a
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

'Cuz we be countdown the sky to tha ground
Allezey, steady 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 know that she really thinkin'
About a nigga, when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year, you only in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter, pockets gettin' thinner

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

I sorted tha game on a bench with
your coach, let you play for a minute
The seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter
I ain't herd no drugs 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
Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin', "Woah, nah", down, switch it up
Mami, front, go down, hit it up

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