Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got these brewin'
Fuckin' up my pots

1]
You my songs, I like your tits
But deep down, I don't really you bitch
You got a tongue and you wear a nice thong
But bitch you dumb as fuck to from wrong
(Left) on my bed, but Simon's red
Now Simon says get the fuck out my
Cause you're not my wife, bitch a stand for this night
And you be a stab for this knife
I'm seventeen, twenty-six
You're a divorced slut and you can't dick
You dropped outta college, you pay shit
But I'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the boat
Where's my inhaler? I think I'm puke
Cause I believe I lost my virginity to you
Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too
But I guess I'm just gonna make this stew because

2]
Bitch your ass, shake it until the wet sweat
Crawls right down the of your ass
Booty meets snack, that ass up
Until you back up and lick my sack up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with and skaters
I do like Darth Vader
But not stoppin' me from eatin' your muffin
I you and your friends
Should with me to get your salad tossed
when I make this stew
In your pot addin' extra sauce because

I got these bitches brewin' of my gold pots
And there's wet pussy on my face shake ass
And don't make vibrations