Luyện nghe bài hát Big Cars Big House

I like big cars and a big a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money talkin'
five minutes and I'll turn you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch a big mouth
whatcha money talkin' 'bout
Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out

You's a bad ass yellow bitch like to talk like hella shit
Bitch whatcha money with cause everything else is irrelevant
I put that on the rhyme, the line, the and everything I do in time
fucka get outta line
Everybody gonna shine if you that ass you fine
You can make my money
Do it
Tell your girlfriend it an act
If she really wanna go in the
It's the Olympics man she can hit the track
On the prowl like a cat lookin' for the scratch
I think that you get the
This ain't no (?)
'Til the sun come up bitch ought to bring it back

I like big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big
whatcha money talkin' 'bout
Gimme five minutes and turn you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big
whatcha money talkin' 'bout
Gimme five minutes and I'll you out

You's a supa dupa bitch
You top heavy and thick
I have to the bass in my Crown Vic
drop you off so you can strip
Man the it rains, it pours
Open up the
You get V.I.P
it comes to my pimpin' I'll tell you more
You eat all up like a store
Hershey and Kit Kats
So that's why I love you bring it back
And an Almond Joy eatin' all the boys
Showin' other freaks, ya, how to a toy
And, man, just like a cake when you start to bake
Man I about the money you make
And the up on your face
When you see me in the building and I come in and the place
up like (?)
I walk like the president and I don't leave no evidence
Cause at the end of night bitch I'm a (?)
And she smiled like the cat lookin like China statue
Man it was super
Man she worked the for super scratch
And she talked outta super rack

I like big cars and a big house a bad with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money talkin'
Gimme five and I'll turn you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big
Bitch money talkin' 'bout
Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out

You's a money makin red bone that brang all bread home
Five foot and dead on
Them heels put you in a six
Packin' all kinds of
This is a that's meant for me
Shake what mama gave to me
'member when you said you wouldn't pay me?
Now you got I got
Believe me you make a lot
Ballin' getting me rocks
Every at the shop
Getcha hair and I'm sprung
You get more money at the
it hard, and curl it up
Shake it and shake it up