Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin' (Kaytranada Remix)

at you go
Okay you
Look, go
Go
at you go
Okay you

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 bag? Quit all jaw-jackery
Don't need to pass me that, I don't want of it (yeah)
niggas mad about it, had enough of it
Woah, watch what you're sayin', how poppin' and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser, my deep and iratin'
And we act a fool for the
Had a dream and I it
El Camino on
Vintage Guess Bape
Put the bread on me
Bitch you bet Imma it
flat in a blanket, I might just roll out today
I might just out to Vegas, head back to my old ways
Pop the roof the Asian hoes and do blow all day
Look at me
at me baby
Don't I look a million
I'm to clean out the safe
D-don't I look somebody that just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin is great but I be talkin' I air it out
All the problems have easy to bury
I'd drown in them Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my Mary
I been broker way longer than I been rich so until it out
Imma your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, spread 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)
at the cash, look at the cash, bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)

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 better be all you can, get higher the limit
for the Dumbos
Plenty slides, I could
Hit the with my young bitch
Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the old hoe with the cane
Left my slippers at the
It's hard to run in slides
Chick I thought you said you didn't a husband
I'ma stud, no
Chan, no travel
Can't up with the beat
Blood drippin' the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you stunt for
Money, money, the
Guns, freak the Ferragamo
R.I.P. to that I was broke
Hopped in the 911 Porsche
Matte black, clean
Dead in an envelope
Cookin up
for the antidote
Runnin' town
Patience thinner than her

Get over here and empty your
I do that
You're my prisoner, you do I tell you to do, get over here
Haha, he's gonna get about it!
[?]
Frank! Cool it,
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)
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)
at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)