Luyện nghe bài hát Them Jeans

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

Broke always talking 'bout
How many hoes they fuck, how bitches they got
What we really know how many coins you got
If you talking your rap how many songs 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
nigga hit it right, I smoke that good marijuana
She have you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Secret aroma
night at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot the solar
She talkin' more than Oprah, make it clap like
It's the first time you her and she act like the know you
That's her motive, she bust it widely
So I had to ask her

Girl yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
that ass up, put that 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 jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that 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
in them jeans

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

I like how them jeans so tight they show your panties (I it)
Walk in, run the club got these broke boys (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 with niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in
I just wanna see what's in those jeans Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
Can you make that booty bounce like
Boing,
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls pretty gang
in them jeans