Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl what's yo sign, I up right 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 jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in jeans

Broke always talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how bitches they got
What we wanna know how many coins you got
If you talking 'bout your rap how songs you got
This for my bitches, all my bad
Only if you independent and after riches
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke that good
She have you in the club man, errybody want her
I I like her persona, Victoria's Secret aroma
Late at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry colder polar, I'm hot like the solar
She talkin' more than Oprah, make it like magnolias
the first time you seen her and she act like the know 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 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 like
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
Can you make booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my pretty green pretty gang
What's in them

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

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

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