Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up on time
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those jeans Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my pretty girls green gang
What's in jeans

boys always talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how many they got
we really wanna know how many coins you got
If you talking your rap how many 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 club man, errybody her
I I like her persona, Victoria's Secret aroma
Late night at the aroma took her and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her off Coronas
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot the solar
She more than Oprah, make it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you seen her and she act like the you
That's her motive, she it widely open
So I had to ask her

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

Asked her her sign, she told me Gemini
I her girl you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, never mind, to the subject, you fine
I'm tryina see if there's some room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like boys, fuck boys ain't making no noise
around with a chain like Floyd
She looking at me looking
Pinky ring the size of
Broke boys can't afford it, look at my pockets on
I'm a man no Morgan
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, dropped the top like the headless
Telling me stories of her and her broke boy
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't

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

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