Luyện nghe bài hát Anytime

Seen you last
At the club, for the first
In a year, damn, girl I
The look on your
say that
Things going the way
That you
I saw you for the last time
When I saw you for the time

Know sometimes you wish you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can call me babe,

[Verse 1: Garrett]
gone lie (Ain't gone lie)
You ran up and your
You start (talking)
Saying ain't straight with him
You it up (saying)
You the way it used to be
Ain't gone lie, but I moved on so far here
You me (honestly)
I got no answer
Is it
That I'm for that
I got no answer
If I you
All my set
All the shit I through
I spared my momma
Two months I caught you
Hey, You heard I got check
Hey, and I trying to look back
I hope that maybe you
To take a damn good
I ain't wish you no
But that ain't of my business, no

Know sometimes you wish you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can call me babe,

Know sometimes you wish that you was me (Ah)
If we had a baby, it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can call me babe,

2: Quavo]
I know that you wish that you had a nigga like me
I know you sad
I know you praying the Lord for a like me
You missing the sprees
You missing the all in your rings
I up in Jags and Rovers and Bentleys
I know you miss the front seat
Your bitches, they asking me
Wanna know what a nigga do
the see my girl in that red dress,
And they say could be you, in it
they see Quavo, they say that boy pursue
(Like a real) Just look at yourself in the
I you wish I was there
Porshe, Panamera, you know that car was your favorite
My momma she told me you
I know you that I made it
So many chains, like slavery
I hope I make you go
Throw a hundred dollars for your
You can have that old ass

Know sometimes you wish you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can me babe, anytime

sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, it would be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can call me babe,

3: Takeoff]
God damn, then
Your momma, she wasn't with me
Taking a trip out the city, go quick on Brittney
She thicker Jiffy
The Louis, the Gucci, the Prada, the
Versace, and
Know lil' gone miss me
I was the Santa on
She talking about my baby
But told me whipping them babies
I her you crazy
When you see me up in that drop top
I it
She calling my phone, she in my home
on that booty, I'm gone
Met a bitch, her name Nia Long
Smoking good, ching chong
a long way, neighborhood star
And I'm on the top of
then , nigga, looking at a star
Now a nigga with the stars
Red bottom got blood on the
Metta World Peace, got elbow
She stop calling my phone
She hear me on the radio

Know sometimes you wish that you was me (Ah)
If we had a baby, it would be (Ah)
Is bank account, empty (Ah)
You can call me babe,

Know you wish that you was with me (Ah)
If we had a baby, what it be (Ah)
Is your bank account, (Ah)
You can call me babe,