Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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Radio
Yeh

Y'all think they can handle this one

Call the radio and tell 'em your song
This your song, your song, this your song, this your song

Girl on, girl come on, girl come on
Cuz Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your

Met little girl, she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her shook
Hot sex on the platter, no need to
I let her steal my heart like a crook

Had her grinding and winding my leg
She fuckin with my head, a nigga to beg
Sexy on, toenails red
bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead

It hard to you when you movin' vulgar
sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My pulp fiction, it's an addiction
To see your booty on the floor in the kitchen

Nasty girl, taught me all the
While mama play bingo, she Mandingo
She dont give a damn if Im married or
She me tingle

Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im baby, your baby, yeah

She Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that could her a break
Like Usher or Timberlake

Im really not sure if her are fake
Cuz wit whipped on em, they taste just like cake
We some beer, inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with arrow

We finished the 6-pac, she the seat back
up her dress n she let me eat that
Im drunk as a skunk, all dirty
Truck stop at 7:30

Bought her some dessert, mother its its early
spinnin around like roller derby
Everything her says you dont deserve me
I Im worthy

Cuz shawty Im baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, baby, yeah

(Cuz Im baby)
You somethin' like me?
(Good luck)
Cuz he ain't like me
(No)
You can search but you never gone
A love quite like mine
(No)

Need a man that can love you
And treat you like he
With me shawty you the
He might be good but he aint this
Cuz Im your

In the back of the pickup, are ripped up
She see my wheels, it gets more real
Running and laughing, blasting
of the road, bent over crashing

Mouth all dry, been herb
If you see my mama, dont say a
The cops wanna know why my are slurred
ask me officer, ask her

Want another drink She like, Sure
hit the club? She like, I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her
and lip gloss everywhurr

This all happens on an day
Your is the shit girl, Im here to stay
Never had a girl me feel this way
Even I had to pay

Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your
Im your baby, baby, yeah