Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All that champagne, bitches thirsty
Verserchy, no hold up, I Versace
I pull up Roberto over Cavalli
Puffin' on Cali, prolly out in the
Sippin' on something
twerkin' like Miley
Twerk, twerk for a real sellin' work
I won't tell a word
I been on that shit, way back
North nigga, but I'm laid back
Get shot in your head drivin' Maybach
Homey D Clown know I don't that
dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to thirty
Call your dog, I call my dawg and buy a birdy
Try to school me, I'm getting out here
Dope dealer, Puma life, of this soccer jersey
draggin', tell PETA I'm swaggin'
All karats like I'm tryna lure in a rabbit
to put it, on my jacket
What you doin? I'm doin'

Okay, I walk a limp and I talk with a slur
I might wear every single chain and mix it up my fur
I might get every single drink and mix it up til I
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my
I need that bag full of green like I mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I ground it
And I'm pound
If her pussy good then I might one, two, three, four it
Got her for it
Yeah, overthink, never under stress
Yeah, I understand, girl over, I'm so unimpressed
Yeah, and she tryna fuck me raw,
But if I don't have that on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got money bags under my eyes, ho, cause I sleep
They all Goyard too I ain't cheap
Famous, Aura Gold is my I-N-C
And I put everything in motion like
And when we flyin' private you bring the gun on with us
I got this to 3rd base, she tryna run home with us
And I got comma on comma on comma on comma, on
And I ain't about no run on sentence
Yeah, nigga hot so I need that Chings Chili
Put my P up on her like that bitch is reppin' Philly
And I wheelie in that pussy my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to millis
Lawyer drafting up the deep dealies
I got rich decided that rich enough
When I did it big, bitch, I decided that big enough
Dead Pres, who you up?
Who that nigga that you hating on, but just get enough?
Fuck, the jig is up, bitch

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

What she do? She, just, put heart under my pic nigga
my bitch nigga
Bought her a first class to put the dick in her