Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got bitches brewin'
up my gold pots

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

2]
Bitch shake your ass, it until the wet sweat
Crawls right the crack of your ass
Booty snack, back that ass up
you come back up and lick my sack up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and
I do sound like Vader
But that's not stoppin' me eatin' your muffin
I think you and your
Should come with me to get salad tossed
Cause when I make stew
In your gold pot addin' extra sauce

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