Luyện nghe bài hát Pocketbook

Don't make me hit you with my
Say it
Don't make me hit you with my
Check this out

Lookin' at my body i bet you 'bout it
you wanna know how i get down?
Take a number baby you ain't the only
Tryin' to get up my skirt now

Rockin' all your hot stuntin'
Thinkin' that you're god's gift to
More a buzz in my ear
Shoo fly don't me

I got my hair in a pony and they on me
me i can get 'em off
They say i stride like a curves like a bottle
Watch me as i hit the wall and i 'em say

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you with my
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you with my

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Da da da da make me

Tell you baby daddy he holding the weight
'cause he got the and no knife
nobody cuttin' so cut it out cut it out alright

So you don't know my now got it
at me from the waste down stop it
Said i'mma hard pill to swallow
But i can make you better

I got my hair in a tail and they on me
me i can get 'em off
They say i like a model curves like a bottle
Watch me as i hit the and i make 'em say

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you my

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Hey hey get it

Said you got a lot of nerve playing with my boy
Do you speak before you think?
Lucky me i know the game i'mma flip my and walk away
If you follow me it's on and
'cause i think you're gettin outta
Stop it you make me

Before i you do what girl you know you want it
Your body's but eh you need some luda on it
So find a so we can start jukin' on it movin' on it
'cause tonight's the night
For you to up on the mic 'cause i rocks the mic

It's chris mind freak in the back of a
I know magic poof do away with clothes
Then come here and let give that body a rub
'cause damn little you thick as a mug

Just how southern boys like it
Hurry up and get me a punch i spike it
Party in my babs and yes your
So we can make a wet
And win an oscar all up in your best

Girl i think you you're drivin' me crazy
jinglin' baby go 'head baby
With two hams in your girl i think you's a crook
Let me touch what's that
make me hit you with my pocketbook

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Don't make me hit you my pocketbook