Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, have mercy
All that champagne, bitches thirsty
Verserchy, no up, I meant Versace
I prolly pull up Roberto over
on Cali, prolly out in the valley
Sippin' on drowsey
Bitches like Miley
Twerk, twerk for a real sellin' work
Promise I won't a word
I on that trill shit, way back
North Philly nigga, but I'm back
Get shot in your head drivin' Maybach
Homey D Clown know I don't that
Sippin' dirty, dirty, I say hi to thirty
your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a birdy
Try to school me, I'm getting out early
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of soccer jersey
Mink draggin', PETA I'm swaggin'
All these karats like I'm tryna in a rabbit
Just to put it, on my
What you doin? I'm doin'

Okay, I walk with a and I talk with a slur
I might wear single chain and mix it up with my fur
I might get every drink and mix it up til I blur
I the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my nerves
I need bag full of green like I lawn mow it
John Doe and all Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I floor it
And I'm blowin'
If her pussy good I might one, two, three, round four it
Got her for it
Yeah, overthink, never under stress
Yeah, I understand, your girl over, I'm so
Yeah, and she tryna me raw, unprotect
But if I don't have rubber on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got bags under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't sleep
all Goyard too cause I ain't cheap
Finally Famous, Aura is my I-N-C
And I put in motion like I-N-G
And when we flyin' you could bring the gun on with us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us
And I got comma on comma on on comma, on comma
And I ain't about no run on sentence
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I need that Chings
Put my P up on her head like that bitch is Philly
And I wheelie in pussy like my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to meet
Lawyer drafting up the deep dealies
I got decided that ain't rich enough
I did it big, bitch, I decided that ain't big enough
Dead Pres, who you up?
Who that that you hating on, but just can't get enough?
Fuck, the jig is up, little

I'm Madoff when I made off, scheming on niggas' payoff
I take a day off, your stash is short like Adolf, Hitler
You should lay off on the gangsta talk cause fake, dog
You never no yay, dawg, ain't see no keys like Ray Charles
Me and in the Maybach, we get Wale and take off
We got bitch in a big house, she walk in hype like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah, you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your and your neighbor
You Khloe don't know me, I'm in the car dashin' haters
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', can't I
They say fake it 'til you make it, well, let the begin
I got a bitch fake titties, fake ass, she all in the Benz
titties'll prolly fall like a ball when she bends
My from Harlem and Philly all get it in
Your come around and we fuckin' her and her friends
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
Come get with the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your

she do? She, just, put heart eyes under my pic nigga
That's my nigga
Bought her a first ticket to put the dick in her