Luyện nghe bài hát Bowties

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I'm in the black with no tags
Got doors on bitch like a school bus
Hop on in
Take you for a ride a loaded ruger
So that I might need a coat rag
Look bitch you only two puffs
That's crystal meth Catfish smokin' hoopla
All around the south I blow
ain't leather that's nubuck
You ain't really ruthless
You ain't up on a new truck
I'm all about the fuck no jag
I got this on four's like two plus
Two and bitch is lubed up
Treat like a new slut
bitch I'm outtie
Five go tell yo' pap' his boy's said howdy
You want to it rain but would I, I doubt it
hoes are bad weather, always cloudy
I'm a kill these bitches dig these and
Rocks up out this chevy trunk you dead and lost
we peelin' off in that red Bugatti with bowties

(Oh, oh!) just me and chevrolet (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) with a attitude (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) you don't want to see pistol wave (Bowties)
(Oh!) Me and that box running up and smooth (Bowties)

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All black Chevy I'm a take it to the car
Shouldn't drink and drive but I got some at my condo
Blonde ho, with me 'bout to fuck no time for
Want it I let her hit the chronic and the blanco
stroke, I'm a swing the wheel like a golf pro
Hit it from the she look behind and saw my charm glow
I a picture of her pussy for affective feeling
So she got the like she love me through the mind boat
Back inside my seat my speakers like a bongo
Bumpin' Box Chevy me and 'Wolf a perfect
Anyone want it us can get it they beggin' for attention
Like Miley Cyrus when she twerking let her show, dumb though
Why you blaming us when you done gone
Rap's killing shit like Matt did in Gunsmoke
I'm just fired up while you gettin' dried up like a
but really still feelin' like I'm on my grind though
So I'm like a rhino, coming off the instagram
Northside Atlanta and I got it, want to get a
Servin' out my window like a burger a drink, it's ten
Use a better pad now fucked it up and let me in
Leather interior until they get print
Of my shoes, hit the runway my Chevy then
Hit the gas till the we will never land
Ain't fuckin' with Slumerican put that on my Chevy

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to the mall like fuck you
Give me that D Super Sized
Got a fresh pair of J's two new crack heads
like spud loose, bounce on it
Coffee table full of shake and breakin' up an ounce on it
Tweakers on the hip gettin' high as a
Thrown on the tip of a ball handle the
Lean some of them lean on the wall and limp
mellowin' out of a Chevy Enzo
I put the on it
Have a seat put the couch on it
Take a sigh I put the south on it
a ride on the one I-89
You shit I might put the crowd on it
It would be Yelawolf hate ground
Butter on the seats like crop
But I fuckin' no country crop
Puts fear in the of a country cop
that I get fuckin' stopped
Boy those some nice wheels but you better turn the music
Cause it the big city
Ran off the law with but a ticket
From a fuckin' hick with a stick and midget dealin' with midget and