Luyện nghe bài hát In Time

(C'mon girl, I was playin with you)
Ah, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
What's goin down now, c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon, ah
You not believe, c'mon, ah
What's about to go right now, c'mon, ah
Holla,

Guess back, it's your favorite man
Crown, a.k.a. Timbaland
(Freaky)
I 'em twelve deep in the full motion van
Mamis betta not speak unless I say can
Hon, know about this guy?
I've been hittin back since, "Cooley High"
Groovy right, girls doin tonight?
Bumble bee let's hum on this flight

Hum on a Nigga you 'fraid of heights
Ms. Jade have you whinin by the end of the
Try and try and 'em sick when I board the jet
Dough from bets, fuck and saw off they necks
You heard me Squeaky-ass Cadillacs
I owe you one, you around and owe me back
Got Franklin on the mind, shit, I ain't gon'
I'm a number one sinner,

Life is what you it
I got plenty big faces to on you, ooh ooh
Life is you make it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

I'll be yo' penicillin, keepin my chillin
What more can I say? Top
got the feelin, I'm wack and I fell off
Said is the word is Charmin and Mag's off?
y'all see I ain't new to this game?
Got hoes in town wanna swoon me for fame
But I get 'em for they cash, up all they hash
Treat 'em garbage, leavin 'em in the trash

Mag, I wreckon you right but it's my fuckin
X-5, bing truck, high as a
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful
Pet niggaz make they asses the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I ain't
See me in the back of the club, puffin
In time you will buy me this and
Meanwhile motherfucker betta holla

is what you make it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
is what you make it
I got plenty big faces to spend on you, in

Uh, c'mon ma, I seen you starin when I hit the
You gotta front boo, I know that shit ain't yours
I'm like Big out the Maximas and
Trust me sweets butt-cheeks I be up
And shit's fo'sho'
I really wanna say is, "Getcha coat, let's go"
You the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time

Lie for what? been that type of chick
Rubber band around the wrist, be the type to
And flip the script, send your ass home all
Motherfucker you ain't I'm a female pimp
King Kong trips, ridin all the latest
With a Corona in the holder, I'm the latest
Yup, you call me the greatest wench
Yup, you fuck with the greatest clique

Life is you make it
I got plenty big faces to on you, ooh ooh
is what you make it
I got plenty big faces to on you, in time

Life is what you it
I got plenty big to spend on you, ooh ooh
is what you make it
I got big faces to spend on you, in time