Luyện nghe bài hát 9 a.m. In Dallas

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

I'm in the crib stackin' money from here to the
it is I got is clearly appealin'
These other rappers gettin' that inferior
I hope you feel it in your soul healin'
a look at yourself the mirror's revealin'
If you ain't got it you ain't got it the theory is

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

Yeah, I know niggas miss the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smellin' like teen
I asked kindly if no-one out here would bring up
Until I lose, for now I'm the game's leader
I fly private so no-one tells me to bring my up
And book a suite when me and favorite singer meet up

Who you like, me who it is
I'mma make sure that that women is the one on my list
I should call it a night but it I can't resist
This one is for all my from my city tryin' to diss
Without a response from me you fail to exist
And I to see you fail that feelin' there is the shit
I swear, aghh pussy get your bread up
the seat that the stewardess just forced your ass to let up
Why your scary ass lookin' down your head up
No-one told you your disguise is the ridiculous gettup
With nose plugs in now I can a set up
So just wastin' your time your just only makin' me better

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

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

This want want
Very Own
Young
ATF
Thank Me Later in this bitch
Weezy in this bitch wassup
June 15th in bitch wassup