Luyện nghe bài hát Taste It

we go
Ay yo, ladies where you at, c'mon
Ladies where you at, c'mon
You ready to out ladies?
Yeah,
We 'bout to line it up just
it, watch how we do it

Make way for the kid to in girl
And let me rock 'cause I the way you pop that, c'mon
Every single time we come to that
A lot of freaky react to a nigga hot track, lets go
we start to cook up the place
Women watching the
With the ready to do the look on face, c'mon
Freak nasty, you know the way you do it all on the
And the way you to speak nasty, another freak pass me

Floss on, in the club ain't got the draws on
You messing with a nigga better, stop that mama
In words you better watch that shit 'cause you got that shit
The way your ass sit up all on back
It's like you to go shop that, see niggas would cock that
And definitely waste it
And while you at it take a lick and taste it

Baby me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, the shit, taste it again, I like it
tell me why tell me so
I'd like you to go high, you me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, it again, I like it

Listen, cut the last courvoisier bottle the at bar
See a chick that kinda like a star
And I'm saying even I wanna to take you home girl
I know it's kinda but you ain't got to come along girl
Wait a sec you I know a song girl
Me and you and one of your other home
Let me put it down and we started to bone
The had a heat, "I thought ya'll be gettin' along girl?"
Just put the pep in your step, with all the emotional shit?
You we be swingin' a hep

Put it on me like I wouldn't
Saying two chicks that was beefin' and touching and each other
Word to mother, now we having a
The way we knockin' as the sound of the bed head smackin' the
I'm saying I lovin' how you rubbin'
And the way you lace it and rush it when you gettin' ready to taste it
I love it, the way you rub it
And the way you it and rush it when you gettin' ready to taste it

Baby tell me why me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it
tell me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, it again, I like it

Girl I know you
Yeah, I it, I love the way you always get down and
Ladies, if you want man to get down and
Just throw your hands in the air, just make it do it too
Now you can do it

Shorty hit me all on the
Tell me to her way in the back
By the couches up the cheetah
Then I up in the club keep it moving wit' my hand on my heater
Stay alert and never the sleeper
Even though shit was way off the meter
believe her
Shorty buggin' and giving me head in back of the
Now check it, I love the way she to it and how she's keepin' it basic
And be ready to taste it

Baby me why tell me so
I'd you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it
Baby tell me why me so
I'd like you to go high, you me to go low
So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again, I it