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
Come get your man, this lil buggin' me
Did you see the Quit all that jaw-jackery
Don't need to pass me that, I want 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 and I made it
El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage over Bape
Put the on me bitch, bitch, you bet I'ma bake it
flat in a blanket, I might just roll out today
I just roll out to Vegas, head back to my old ways
Cop a room full of Asian and do blow all day
Look at me, baby, at me, baby
I look like a million? I'm 'bout to clean out the safe
D-don't I look like somebody that just be bodyin'
All that is great but I don't be talkin' I air it out
All the problems have gotten easy to
I'd rather drown in them Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my
I been broker way longer than I been rich so it levels out
Imma take your mama to the and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, gonna it out
Let 'em know all about it I'm dead 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)
at the cash, look 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, look at the cash, (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)

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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 have me in the
You be all you can, get higher than the limit
Simplify for the Dumbos, plenty slides, I shuffle
Hit the cadence with my young bitch, Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the old hoe with the stick
my slippers at the function, it's hard to run in Gucci slides
Chick I thought you said you didn't have a
I'ma stud, no cuckold, Chan, no trouble
Can't up with the beat, blood drippin' from the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you stunt for
Money, money, the machine, guns, freak the Ferragamo
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, for the antidote, runnin' outta town
Patience thinner her pantyhose

Get over here and empty pockets
I don't do
You're my prisoner, you do what I tell you to do, get over
Haha, he's get nasty about it!
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Frank! it, huh?
Stay the fuck 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 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')
Look at the (look)