Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin

Look at you go, okay, you
Look, go, go, at you go
Okay you bubblin',

1]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag,
Look at the cash, look at the cash in
get your man, this lil nigga buggin' me
Did you see the bag? all that jaw-jackery
Don't need to pass me that, I don't none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad it, had enough of it
Woah, watch what you're sayin', how they're poppin' and
Got me hot as a laser, my posse and iratin'
And we act a fool for the paper, had a dream and I it
El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage Guess Bape
Put the bread on me bitch, bitch, you bet bake it
Piggy flat in a blanket, I just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas, back to my old ways
Cop a room full of Asian and do blow all day
at me, baby, look at me, baby
Don't I look like a million? I'm 'bout to clean out the
D-don't I look somebody that just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin is but I don't be talkin' I air it out
All the have gotten easy to bury
I'd rather drown in them Hendrick's, I'd kiss on my Mary
I broker way longer than I been rich so until it levels out
Imma take your mama to the Marriott and it out
Took me so long to get it, spread it out
Let 'em know all about it when I'm and gone

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, at the cash bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, at the cash, bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
at the cash (look)

2]
I'ma need all the fries you can me
All the hot sauce, all the pie you can me
Better be all or nothin', don't me in the middle
You better be all you can, get higher than the
Simplify for the Dumbos, slides, I could shuffle
Hit the cadence with my bitch, Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the old hoe the cane stick
Left my at the function, it's hard to run in Gucci slides
Chick I thought you you didn't have a husband
I'ma stud, no cuckold, Chan, no trouble
Can't kill up with the beat, blood drippin' the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can be the one you wanna stunt for
Money, money, the machine, guns, the Ferragamo store
R.I.P. to that I was broke, hopped in like the 911 Porsche
black, lookin' clean, dead prezi's in an envelope
Cookin up kanat, waitin' for the antidote, runnin' town
Patience than her pantyhose

Get over here and empty pockets
I do that
You're my prisoner, you do what I tell you to do, get here
Haha, he's gonna get nasty it!
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Frank! it, huh?
the fuck outta this!

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash (okay you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
at the cash (look)