Luyện nghe bài hát Taste It

we go
Ay yo, ladies where you at, c'mon
Ladies where you at, c'mon
You ready to out ladies?
Yeah,
We to line it up just right
Check it, how we do it

way for the kid to come in girl
And let me rock 'cause I the way you pop that, c'mon
Every single time we come to drop
A lot of freaky women react to a nigga hot track, go
Then we start to up the place
watching the nigga
With the ready to do the look on their face,
Freak nasty, you know the way you do it all on the
And the way you love to speak nasty, another pass me

Floss on, in the ain't even got the draws on
You messing with a nigga better, stop that shit
In other words you better watch shit 'cause you got that shit
The way ass sit up all on your back
It's you need to go shop that, see niggas would cock that
And definitely won't it
And while you at it a lick and just taste it

tell me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it
Baby tell me why me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, it again, I like it

Listen, cut the last bottle down the at bar
See a that kinda look like a star
And I'm saying though I wanna to take you home girl
I know it's kinda late but you got to come along girl
Wait a sec you know I a song girl
Me and you and one of your home girls
Let me put it down and we started to bone
The other had a heat, "I thought ya'll be along girl?"
Just put the pep in your step, what's with all the emotional
You we be swingin' a hep

Put it on me I wouldn't recover
two chicks that was beefin' and touching and feeling each other
Word to mother, now we a ball
The way we knockin' as the of the bed head smackin' the wall
Baby I'm I lovin' how you rubbin'
And the way that you lace it and rush it when you gettin' ready to it
I love it, the way you rub it
And the way you lace it and rush it when you gettin' to taste it

tell me why tell me so
I'd like you to go high, you me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it
tell me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, the shit, taste it again, I like it

Girl I know you
Yeah, I it, I love the way you always get down and
Ladies, if you want your man to get and
Just throw your hands in the air, just make it do it too
Now you can do it

hit me all on the two-way
Tell me to her way in the back
By the up inside the cheetah
Then I step up in the keep it moving wit' my hand on my heater
Stay alert and never moving the
though this shit was way off the meter
Couldn't her
Shorty buggin' and giving me head in of the speaker
Now check it, I love the way she step to it and how she's keepin' it
And be ready to taste it

Baby tell me why me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it
tell me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it