ฟังเพลงRodeo

Song: Rodeo

Artist: YG, Chris Brown, Tyga

Lyrics: Stanley Richardson, DJ Swish, Quincy Jones, Michael Ross, Tyga, Luke, Leon Ware, David Hobbs, Chris Wong Won, Chris Brown, Bruce Fisher & YG

Composed: DJ Swish

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I hit it in the back of the Benzo

Won't play game with you, no Nintendo

I hit the G-spot, make it tickle

YG, 400, he a nympho

I like real ass with the dimples

She got pride, lil' hottie tell you "N-O"

I took it slow, I go gentle

Baby like it more when it's lit, though (Yeah)

I like when shawty give mental

Real freak, she a Sag', I'm a Scorpio

Wanna dip, wanna glidе inside you

And she know it stretch out likе limo

And you know I got a fetish for them toes

And I need 'em right now, what you waitin' for?

So sweet like Cheerio

And you know whole lot of women my scenario (Uh)

My AKA: "Lil' Daddy"

Tattoo my name, you can have me

I got the steppers in the backseat

I'm a rapper, when I'm in it, I'm an athlete

I had you runnin' like a track meet

I had you givin' up the addy

I had you bustin' it, touchin' it, rubbin' it, lovin' it

Ooh, you nasty

Ayy, ayy, you been invited

Gangsta party, get excited, get some thottie

So erotic, can you ride it?

Body count, what's the mileage?

A1, draped up, Hennessy, red cup

Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite, and make me want more

I know you like joyridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah (Ayy)

I know you ain't finished yet

We need to move from the floor to the bed

Gotta back up every word you say (Ayy)

Put my tongue between your legs

Baby, please excuse my hands

I wanna touch you everywhere (Ayy)

I'm a bachelor, lookin' for a partner

Keep makin' it easy, you gon' get me harder (Woo)

I'll do anything to swim in your water

Givin' you them backstrokes

Girl, do what daddy taught ya

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite, and make me want more

I know you like joyridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah

Hit it from the back, we slow dance

Hit it from the front, we hold hands

She get on top, she pole dance

We don't even kiss, no romance

We don't even date, we close friends

Hit it to some rap and some slow jams

Had her like, "Damn, damn, damn"

Ass down

Hit it from the back, hit it from the front

Draped up, Hennessy, red cup

Hit it from the back (Back, back, back, back, back)

Hit it from the—

Ass down, face up, that's the way she like it

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours

Feed my appetite, and make me want more

I know you like joyridin' on me

Girl, don't be shy, joyride on me, yeah, yeah