Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in jeans like Ginuwine
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you make that booty bounce trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in jeans

Broke boys talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how bitches they got
What we really wanna know how many you got
If you talking 'bout your rap how many you got
This for my bitches, all my bad
Only if you independent and your riches
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke good marijuana
She will you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's aroma
Late night at the took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her off Coronas
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot like the
She talkin' more Oprah, make it clap like magnolias
It's the first you seen 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 pull up on time
She don't fuck broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
in them jeans

Asked her what's her sign, she told me
I her girl you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, never mind, back to the subject, you
I'm tryina see if there's some more room in them jeans,
And she don't like broke boys, fuck boys ain't making no
Walk around with a chain Floyd
She at me looking gorgeous
Pinky ring the size of
Broke can't afford 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 of her and her broke boy divorced
Honestly I can care less that ain't important

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

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 booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those jeans like
What's in them jeans, what's in 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 them
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my pretty girls green pretty
What's in them