Luyện nghe bài hát Buy U Music

One for the paper, two for the
Girls get money we gon give it to them na hey
You see this what I about?
Buy you music, cause you better buy you a car, you better buy you a
You better buy somewhere to or I'ma walk right by you
I don't what's going on, baby? What the hell is going on, baby?
Used to me to dinner, used to take me shopping
Now asking me for my paper
It's my money, boy my money, I bet you'll never ever get another from me
No you can't use the phone,
I think you need, get own

Was for a man to hold me down
So how did I end up you? You
And that's hard as i try has a car, times is getting hard, all these bills
The note on my car, so I don't need no broke boy to hide
So baby shut it up you show me your dollars

One for the paper, two for the
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I it

All my girls fly girls getting
All my girls fly getting money

One for the paper, two for the
Girls did hair did yep yep i it

One for the paper, two for the
All my girls fly girls money

You wanna ride that chick baby?
But you ain't got a baby
Yeah, it ain't gotta happen you got shit you need to rock with that chick baby
Yeah, thats , don't look my way if you ain't got that money
And I aint 98 baby
I think it's time you

Was looking for a man to me down
So how did I end up you? You
And that's hard as i try has a car, is getting hard, paying all these bills
The note on my car, so I need no broke boy trying to hide
So shut it up till you show me your dollars

One for the paper, two for the
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I it
All my fly girls getting money
All my girls fly girls getting
One for the paper, two for the
Girls did did yep yep i want it
One for the paper, two for the
All my fly girls getting money

ass niggers
Kim only for the dope boy niggers
No, no, no, I'm not a gold
I'm just trying to say i got my own dope
6 to
You know the grown folks
Niggers scott they got they own boat nigger
No man, had your own coke nigger
to the dopes no car no nigger
Cant pay my rent get your
And I need a man with no accomplishments
No wit, no job, no
Me & you was like our time forget it
If you was my sugar, I'd be
Ya like a old book i already read it
It's money on my boy and you just habit
I need a man wid the full package fed ex
Kim lil bitches the dollar
Money old champagne in the cellar
Boy you need to split like a
You ain't treating me an atm teller
So fuck little cheese, I got my old chedder
So when they make it I open up my umbrella.
Dior glass slippers, me Cinderella
Your bank account like these new artists,

One for the paper, two for the
new bag, no shoes yet I want it
All my fly girls getting money
All my girls fly getting money
One for the paper, two for the
Girls did hair did yep yep i it
One for the paper, two for the
All my fly girls getting money
own getting money(x3)
Need no broke boy tryna