Luyện nghe bài hát Burn After Rolling

Taylor
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you know what i say, tell to keep count
you niggas speak bout
Lamborgini dreams, beach house wishes, pour of champagene for my beach house bitches
It aint new to me that money boy I been bout. throwing on the floor, i tell her keep
count. nigga they loving what i say cause I really live the life you other niggas speak bout
got my cameraman he down to do a movie for me, niggas round us down to do the shooting
for me. Im still riding with my main bitch she rolling the joints something old school
She love me, we fucking we in the fly free zone when some niggas will cap and it.
I let her shop till she dropped dead sleeping in the crib wake up to decent pot
Short shorts and a of polo socks blazing with your bitch, if you wanna live smoke this

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Im to be here out the way in so long so long so long
I finally found me a to float on float on
And im gonna float on float on on float on
And im gonna on float on float on float on float on

And I dont have much but I take all I got and what i give what i give
What I get in is the money I earn and the life I live life i live
Im so gone as I burn after rolling after and float on float on float on

Talk numbers I hire people to for me, if you love her hide your bitch so you
shorty ever fly private so much diamonds in my chain hella sky mileage
I fell asleep on a plane and never woke up and now im the dream
Suckas hate hoes treat me like im a king they wanna live comfortably
sippin on champagene real fuck with me so drama is not a thing
I gave my momma the told her anything that came through the door
open the whole clip im with bitch smoking let her keep the mid
ima roll this potent hotel so close to the water you can even
the ocean. bitches cant breathe beware them niggas with tattooed sleeves

smoke cause they know that I keep flavors tell me how them other niggas
lame and she the cool breath so she fucking with the taylors
wear Allstars and smoke papers iphone with no ringtone on plane mode
palm trees and bomb pre-rolls the weed burning but the just flow
while im at your niggas fate light another L and pull the liqour
out the case niggas try and bail see me now they want to hate fly plane
different city nother state my cash change the forecast as a teen was baked
before class now i smoke joints with other niggas hoes and this shit you after
you fool.