Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

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

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

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
Can you make that booty like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in jeans, what's 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
Well anyway, never mind, to the subject, you fine
I'm tryina see if some more room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like boys, fuck boys ain't making no noise
Walk around a chain like Floyd
She looking at me looking
Pinky the size of orbit
Broke boys can't afford it, at my pockets on orbit
I'm a free man no
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, the top like the headless horse
Telling me of her and her broke boy divorced
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't

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

Girl what's yo sign, I up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the
Back that ass up, put that booty in
I just wanna see 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 booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
in them jeans