Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got these brewin'
Fuckin' up my pots

1]
You my songs, I like your tits
But down, I don't really like you bitch
You got a nice tongue and you wear a thong
But bitch you as fuck to right from wrong
(Left) on my bed, but Simon's red
Now Simon get the fuck out my life
Cause you're not my wife, you're a stand for this night
And you could be a stab for knife
I'm seventeen, twenty-six
You're a divorced slut and you suck dick
You dropped college, you can't pay shit
But I'm broke as too bitch, we on the same boat
my inhaler? I think I'm gonna puke
Cause I can't 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 shake your ass, shake it the wet sweat
Crawls right down the 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 and skaters
I do sound Darth Vader
But that's not stoppin' me from your muffin
I think you and friends
Should come with me to get your tossed
Cause when I this stew
In your gold pot extra sauce because

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