Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those jeans Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make that booty bounce like
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in them
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
What's in them

boys always talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how bitches they got
What we really wanna know how many you got
If you talking 'bout rap how many songs you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you independent and after your
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke good marijuana
She have you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret
Late night at the aroma took her and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her off Coronas
Jewelry colder polar, I'm hot like the solar
She talkin' more than Oprah, it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you seen her and she act like the you
her motive, she bust it widely open
So I had to ask her

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on
She don't with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those jeans Ginuwine
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty green pretty gang
What's in jeans

Asked her what's her sign, she told me
I told her girl you lying, the same sign as mine
anyway, never mind, back to the subject, you fine
I'm tryina see if there's some room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, fuck ain't making no noise
Walk around a chain like Floyd
She looking at me gorgeous
ring the size of orbit
Broke boys can't afford it, look at my pockets on
I'm a man no Morgan
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, the top like the headless horse
me stories of her and her broke boy divorced
Honestly I can care less baby that important

I like how them jeans so tight show your panties (I like it)
Walk in, run the club got these broke panic (They fightin')
When she walk in public, turn to a manikin (Silence)
She done turned the whole club, the ambulance!

what's yo sign, I pull up right on time
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I wanna see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty like trampolines
Boing,
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
What's in them