Luyện nghe bài hát 9 a.m. In Dallas

Yeah, uh,
These are my one St. Thomas
Me and my niggas and some Madonna
That look just virgins
But they down to go
Discussin' and all our common goals
kids that smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne flow
Fine dining, pour another another when the wine is low

I'm in the crib money from here to the ceilin'
it is I got is clearly appealin'
These other rappers that inferior feelin'
I hope you it in your soul spiritual healin'
Take a look at yourself the revealin'
If you ain't got it you ain't got it the is brilliant

People ask how music is goin' I it pays
I just came off makin' 2 in 30 days
Damn I it does what the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spendin' my money just
But Weezy I'm just out reppin' us
'Til I get to the hand of the man that's blessin' us

Yeah, I know these miss the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smellin' like spirit
I asked kindly if no-one out would bring defeat up
Until I lose, for now I'm the single leader
I fly private so tells me to bring my seat up
And book a when me and your favorite singer meet up

Who you like, me who it is
I'mma make sure that women is the next one on my list
I should call it a night but fuck it I resist
This one is for all my niggas my city tryin' to diss
a response from me you really fail to exist
And I to see you fail that feelin' there is the shit
I swear, aghh nigga get your bread up
Enjoy the seat that the just forced your ass to let up
Why your scary ass lookin' pick your head up
No-one you your disguise is the most ridiculous gettup
With plugs in now I can smell a set up
So your just your time your just only makin' me better

Yeah I try to tell don't judge me because you heard stuff
Chase N. Cash that's my brother from the Surf
that nigga always kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like coins in a
Now we fuckin' all the bitches they warned us about
Scared for the first everything has clicked
if I dont really do the numbers they predict
Considerin' the fact that I'm the one they just picked
To write a chapter in history shit has got me sick
But if I really do it expect to get a split
'Cause this truly is some I don't expect y'all to get

I'm nervous but I'mma kill it, 'cause they to let the realest team in
Throwin' up in a huddle nigga Willie
We're still throwin' touchdown
In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' someone catch it
People say that old Drake, we startin' to it
But they need to be a little more
Man is this what y'all want? In my Chris Tucker impression
Ducking your questions, fuck your
Money gets all of my and affection
all black like the cover of Essence
I'm allergic to in second but I never sneeze
Y.M.O.E. nigga,

This y'all want
Very Own
Young
ATF
Thank Me in this bitch wasssup
Free Weezy in bitch wassup
June 15th in this bitch