Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Friendz (Whatchutola)

I that bitch, I told that bitch
I told that bitch, I told bitch
Yeah, this for the niggas with Benzes and the niggas 'em
Scram, ho!

I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho

These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these don't mean shit
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These cars mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't shit
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Graduated from the sabotages
Conversated with a lady Lambo crazy
Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm to cut you off
Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just you flaunt
Aye, tell that girl you to settle, whatchutola
Aye, see how she react when you're no in your Bimmer
Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't really
Can you sell a kilo? Help a move a kilo
Oh, you want the jet to take a flight to Rio
no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin' mula
Oh, you diggin' diggin' graveyard loser
Ain't none of my American, King of Zamunda
Let's a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art
of the Benzo, the AMG
Can you a thug, is all make believe
Pure fantasy, I see through it

I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz,
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to that kind of friendship
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho

I told the I'm 'bout to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it
She go and told these I'm goin' broke, a smile poured
From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only
records from broken English, that's all it
Hol' up and if I were, why would you throw a
Affection is so convenient ballin'
Correction, these hoes mean it when fallin'
I guess that's why Lois be with Clark Kent
Fly on a nigga back he Superman
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still
Stop for words, I feel stupid, man
The is the Pittsburgh, I still care
White button downs and scrubs
Had to her birthday down because my memory sucks
But this shit comes back up like acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson with some plastic zippers
I was zippin' through the city and I don't a fuck
1994 Toyota Land because
That bitch ain't never down on me, why would I do that to her?
Simple is it, symbolism, pull up at a club
And not never buy a new car again, if I can help it
Cause if I buy one they gon sell ten, then what I'm left with?
Throw a nigga one on the strength, we might could talk
Til' then, I'mma ride my bike, or walk

I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need that of nigga, scram, ho

I told that girl, I told girl tell the truth
Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, then show me some
These girls be droppin' lies, these girls be makin' shit up
She don't wanna stand in my line, she come to the front

Yeah, she love her country but hate cars
For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of them is foreign
If yellow seems to be the color in
What happens to all of this black pussy he keep ignorin'?
The world told him don't shit with orange
The girl is only with him he's tourin'
Well go on angel, I blame you, don't hang yo head
I it's survival for you, get it like an IOU

so, materialistic
I'm enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know?
That worldwide pussy, yeah, pussy, yeah
Pull up at this girl crib Lil' Boosie, yeah

I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who to have that kind of friendship
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho

These cars don't mean shit, hoes don't mean shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't shit
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
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We these cars on the regular
life that I live is incredible
We gon be fly whenever, we richer forever
Without foreign vehicles, can we still gon' be together?
me