Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
Yeh

Y'all think can handle this one man?

Call the radio and tell 'em this song
This your song, this your song, this your song, your song

Girl on, girl come on, girl come on
Cuz Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im baby, your baby

Met this little girl, she was off the
I got cold chills when her shook
Hot sex on the platter, no to cook
I let her steal my heart like a crook

Had her and winding against my leg
She fuckin with my head, want a to beg
Sexy on, toenails red
bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead

It to hold you when you movin' vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like Travolta
My pulp ain't fiction, it's an
To see your booty clap on the in the kitchen

Nasty girl, me all the lingo
While play bingo, she ride Mandingo
She give a damn if Im married or single
She me tingle

Shawty Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im baby, your baby, yeah

She likes and R&B
Her time goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that give her a break
Usher or Justin Timberlake

Im really not sure if her breasts are
Cuz wit cream on em, they taste just like cake
We drink beer, inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with Cupids

We finished the 6-pac, she pushed the seat
up her dress n she let me eat that
Im as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck bathroom at 7:30

Bought her some dessert, fuck its its early
Head spinnin like roller derby
about her says you dont deserve me
I Im worthy

Cuz Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im your baby, baby, yeah

(Cuz Im baby)
You need somethin' me?
(Good luck)
Cuz he nothin' like me
(No)
You can search but you never find
A love thats quite mine
(No)

Need a man that can you good
And treat you he should
me shawty you the shit
He might be good but he aint this
Cuz Im baby

In the of the pickup, clothes are ripped up
She see my chrome wheels, it more real
Running and laughing, blasting
of the road, bent over crashing

Mouth all dry, been herb
If you see my mama, say a word
The cops wanna why my words are slurred
ask me officer, ask her

Want another drink She like, Sure
hit the club? She like, I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her
and lip gloss everywhurr

This all happens on an day
Your life is the girl, Im here to stay
had a girl make me feel this way
Even I had to pay

Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, baby
Im baby, your baby, yeah