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 still in 3D
If need be, I'm the party with Cindy
gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

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

Get ya on and get low, and I fumble
Make ya throw your hands up I bring in the zone
So, if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you
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 safe way 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, 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, damn right, I 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, he got more game than Spike Lee
Runnin' thru his vains an IV, high speeds

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

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

'Cuz we be countdown 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

You see me and my only come out on the weekends
on the weekdays to busy creepin', freakin'
Wit' yo rat, now that, when she wit you
She now what you weak in

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

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

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

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

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

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