Luyện nghe bài hát Pocketbook

Don't make me hit you with my
Say it
Don't make me hit you my pocketbook
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Lookin' at my body i bet you 'bout it
Don't you wanna know how i get
a number baby you ain't the only brother
Tryin' to get up my skirt now

Rockin' all hot **** stuntin'
Thinkin' that you're gift to woman
like a buzz in my ear
Shoo fly don't me

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

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

Tell you baby he ain't holding the weight
'cause he got the cake and no
Ain't cuttin' so cut it out cut it out alright

So you know my face now got it
at me from the waste down stop it
Said hard pill to swallow fella
But i can make you better

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

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

Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
make me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh
Hey hey get it

you got a lot of nerve playing with my feelin's boy
Do you always speak you think?
Lucky me i know the game i'mma flip my hair and walk
If you me it's on and poppin'
'cause i think gettin outta pocket
it 'fore you make me

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

It's chris mind freak in the of a rolls
I know magic poof do away with your
Then come here and let luda that body a rub
'cause little mama you thick as a mug

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

i think you know you're drivin' me crazy
They jinglin' baby go baby
With two in your pants girl i think you's a crook
Let me touch what's that
Don't me hit you with my pocketbook

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