Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come

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Here we go so wave your
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' show you how to party
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we party tonight

If you're livin' for love, start for life
If you're a baby, then make her your wife
If you're up in the where the dub
like a bank sell to the highest bid put the cash in your bank
Girl I'm lovin' booty, you can hoo to my blow
Then fish but please honey child, kiss

All I want is a freak I'm up in the club
Maybe the dance, dinner sharp, then the tub
I'm a nigga wit' class, a girl with a job
of my neck like corn on the cob
I'm second to none, I'm freaky as
Go downtown, I never

Uh, uh, well I'm the man, they call Timbaland
Now he the bir-ba-bir-ba-bird,
We gon' party, the sun comes up
Bartender, you to fill up my cup
Ain't no until your draws start floppin'
won't be no beef unless the disc stop jockin'
(What?)

She this, and he said that
And he said that can't rap
But I care because I make dope tracks
I make you and wiggle, and do this and that
Timbaland, where you at?
VA baby, dat

Aiyyo, aiyyo, now I'm rich, I was poor
If you're with my dough, then there's no show
I grease my and it still won't grow
If you feel my butt, boy you go
Out the for touchin' my back
For to jack every Timbaland track

Maganoo, you was?
They bitin' our style, those silly bugs
Where's the spray? I'ma 'em good
So the time they bite they die like ugh
I'ma roll up the biggest
Get sweets 'cuz I got the munchies

we go so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' you how to party right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we party tonight

Here we go so your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' show you how to right
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we gon' tonight

Girl, the bar open up five rum
Everybody wanna get a buzz, get
9 out of 10, all gonna freak
Just gon' depend on who they freak
gotta floss, all girls know they name
Only near, chillin' in the club, no

Brotha mad at me I got cheddar cheese
When the club close got his on her knees
Oh man please, learn the two
Degree number one, keep your hon off
Degree number two, keep girl 'round you
trust a girl, Lord knows what she do

Uh huh, is what I got in my bag
Hits is what I out the lab
Ritz is the crackers I eat
Bitch is what a man don't
shows I'm a careful lover
Stutter is what I do in trouble,

My man,
He make beats for the
See, me and
In the back trees
Gettin' off the phone
a nigga what chu want, hey

Now, I'm in the S L K
I roll up the window, so the 'doo sway
my hairspray so the waves obey
So I say stay, them bitches stay
Oh, by the way
Me and Timbaland, we got the beats to you dance

we go so wave your hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' you how to party right
So pass the uhh and get the
Alright, we party tonight

Here we go so wave hands
For Missy, Maganoo, and
We gon' show you how to party
So the uhh and get the hype
Alright, we gon' tonight