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
Back that ass up, put that booty in
I just see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty bounce trampolines
Boing,
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my pretty girls green gang
in them jeans

Broke boys always 'bout
How many hoes fuck, how many bitches they got
What we really know 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 independent and after your
She a old lady, got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I that good marijuana
She will you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret
Late night at the took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her off Coronas
colder than polar, I'm hot like the solar
She talkin' more than Oprah, it clap like magnolias
It's the time you seen her and she act like the know you
her motive, she bust it widely open
So I had to ask her

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up on time
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 those jeans Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
Can you make that booty like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my girls green pretty gang
in them jeans

Asked her what's her sign, she told me
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 some more room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, fuck boys making no noise
Walk with a chain like Floyd
She looking at me looking
Pinky the size of orbit
Broke boys 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, dropped the top like the headless
Telling me stories of her and her broke boy
Honestly I can less baby that ain't important

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

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