Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Will It Nigga
Life
Black in the city
Fat ass and titties
Get dummies for they
You sent flowers but I I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I believe 'em

That boy is a pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met
the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what told me
Furry moon boots, shades
Too high to give a about PETA

so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I
New day, new to be made
New things for to imitate
I'm a black barbie
Pretty face, body
Pink in the 'Rari
Always fuck him I'm sorry
Who the fuck is gon' her?
If I gotta check her
Peter picked a pepper
And my cake is triple

No Flex Zone, No Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Zone

I see these silly nigga's flexin', it's a no
You gon' be floatin' in dem rivers like you Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump want me go
Still pull up with my lookin' like a snowcone
She she got a hit record, I said "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my phone I had to call "Bullshit!"
bitches havin' nightmares of my new shit
These bitches pussy and they don't ever do
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
a mili on the Maybach Pullman, bought it
Now I'm all my foreigns don't get deported
Niggas love me so much be sendin' me gifts
And these clown actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma 'em some tips
All these bitches is my sons, should be my tits

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's
Usually I'm a but this peace is Buddhist
All of my draw but none of them Cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually the stewardess
And we ain't playin' ball but usually its shooters
Are these bitches These bitches ain't lucid
Go the queen your career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them stocks? Word to
Bitches ass-back, was never in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull living an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it slowly
Frat girls still get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, drinking
lose it when the DJ drops the needle