Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
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 make booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in them

Broke boys always 'bout
How many hoes fuck, how many bitches they got
What we really wanna how many coins you got
If you 'bout 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 young nigga in the
Young hit it right, I smoke that good marijuana
She will have you in the man, errybody want her
I I like her persona, Victoria's Secret aroma
Late night at the took her home and I boned her
She up in a Corolla, got her drunk off Coronas
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot like the
She talkin' more than Oprah, make it clap magnolias
It's the first time you her and she act like the know you
That's her motive, she bust it open
So I had to ask her

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

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

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

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see what's in jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
in them 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 pretty gang
What's in them