Luyện nghe bài hát Art Of Uff

I know, I
You're so to hear about what I do
what I smoke
What I
What I cook for my
All the I do
All the shit I got for
It's just like all about me
Me, me, me all the
I so you
But what
Me and my stupid
Me and my
With only tracks a year
And they still about me

(one, two, three)
Let me this beat
I am the one they Uff
I am the in the rough
I came to fuck up
You Paris is on the map
We got the sound
Your kid is digging all our
The verses please mom
You might have seen me on the
With my cowboy
Kicking the electronic
my hip hop roots
I get higher and
Each time playing my track
sound is smacking your ass
My voice is touching your
So bang your head, you bitch
I know feeling the heat
The noise is running your spinal column
Down to your
You've got to let go
Uffie is you out
A you've never seen before
And you never come back
Here is my flight commander
Your might hurt a bit
But make sure you get a treat
When we fly off this
It's time to your seat to the upright position
You will find me available to your questions
That's some damn good crackers you here, son
Serious, these are the crackers I've tasted in along time
Can you put some on it for me?
Throw something at me when it's
Yes I can it to you bitch
But can you this shit
You taste the sweetest lips
And fly with me on the
This little Uff is about to make your dreams come true
Even the synth get
I'm a put it on you
If you are good with me
I speak French for you
Baby, je voudrais te faire l'amour jusqu'au bout
La vie est bien trop courte: tu devrais en
Je pas toute la nuit, alors viens m'embrasser
I wanna hear you scream my
As you the pressure
Use the button on left
If you need a
Uffie's high up in this
And while she gets
All you faking fools
our own sound