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 like
Buy you music, cause you better buy you a car, you buy you a phone
You better buy somewhere to stay or I'ma walk by you
I don't know going on, baby? What the hell is going on, baby?
to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping
Now you're me for my paper
It's my money, boy my money, I bet you'll never get another dime 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 with You
And that's hard as i try has a car, times is hard, paying all these bills
The on my car, so I don't need no broke boy trying to hide
So baby shut it up you show me your dollars

One for the paper, two for the
Brand new bag, no 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 girls fly girls getting

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

Was looking for a man to me down
So how did I end up with You
And that's as i try has a car, times is getting hard, paying all these bills
The note on my car, so I don't need no boy trying to hide
So baby 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 fly girls getting money
One for the paper, two for the
Girls did did yep yep i want it
One for the paper, two for the
All my girls fly getting money

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

One for the paper, two for the
Brand new bag, no yet I want 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 girls fly girls money
Getcha own money(x3)
Need no boy tryna hide