Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

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

Broke boys always 'bout
How hoes they fuck, how many bitches they got
What we really wanna know how coins you got
If you talking 'bout your rap how many you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you independent and your riches
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young hit it right, I smoke that good marijuana
She will have you in the club man, errybody her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's aroma
Late at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry than polar, I'm hot like the solar
She talkin' than Oprah, make it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you seen her and she act like the 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 broke niggas, you sit on the
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I wanna see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, 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 them
All my pretty girls green gang
What's in them

Asked her what's her sign, she me Gemini
I told her you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, never mind, to the subject, you fine
I'm tryina see if some more room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, fuck boys ain't making no
Walk with a chain like Floyd
She at me looking gorgeous
Pinky ring the of orbit
Broke boys can't afford it, look at my 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 important

I like how them jeans so they show your panties (I like it)
Walk in, run the club got 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 up right on time
She don't fuck 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
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty 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