Luyện nghe bài hát Art Of Uff

I know, I
You're so tired to hear about I do
About I smoke
What I
I cook for my husband
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 guess
Me and my stupid
Me and my
With only three a year
And they still about me

(one, two, three)
Let me bust 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 all our tracks
The verses your mom
You might have seen me on the
With my boots
Kicking the crowd
With my hip hop
I get higher and
Each time playing my track
This is smacking your ass
My voice is touching your
So bang your head, you bitch
I know you're feeling the
The noise is running through your spinal
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 suit
Your ears might a bit
But make sure you get a treat
When we fly off beat
It's time to your seat to the upright position
You will find me to answer your questions
That's some damn good you bring here, son
Serious, these are the best crackers I've tasted in along
Can you put some on it for me?
Throw something at me when it's
Yes I can give it to you
But can you handle this
You wanna taste the sweetest
And fly with me on the
This little Uff is about to make your sleazy dreams true
the synth get excited
I'm a put it on you
If you are enough with me
I will French for you
Baby, je voudrais te faire l'amour jusqu'au bout
La vie est bien trop tu devrais en profiter
Je n'ai pas toute la nuit, alors m'embrasser
I hear you scream my name
As you feel the
Use the button on your
If you need a
Uffie's high up in this
And while she stronger
All you stupid faking
our own sound