Luyện nghe bài hát Bygones Be Gone

Bygones be gone we can still
Let the marinate with dro
2 of patron throw it down slow
Write your number girl your boys is so thrower
And ya big bubble head didn't me stop me
You miss America couldnt blow my high
Ya big bubble didn't stop me
But I aint got ya panties off so you you aint fly

1 [Playalitical]
Said im ba ba ba ba ba back like "yeah"
Back behind the black lights back here
Here here, Shit I fear
I spit to the reaper he had to his left and right ear
You might not me for another light year
Year Year "Yeah"
Get a clue get a idea
I aint here to make you snap and id like clear
In the past decade I don't went so
That the milk curdled up and turned into lard
I made it out the the cows was in awe
So I told em Ima get it the star that I are
You was to good for playa it gave me
To radio the guard and find your location
Over ya copy I you aint close
be on the other side of this ocean of hoes.

Bygones be gone we can grow
Let the hennesse with dro
2 shots of patron throw it down
Write your number down girl your boys is so
And ya big bubble head didn't stop me me
You being miss America couldnt blow my
Ya big bubble head didn't me
But I aint got ya panties off so you you aint fly.

Verse 2
im back ba ba ba ba ba ba back like "Ey"
You remember back in the day
It's a trip I couldn't ever get you to it away
Now you wana wipe me ty up my J's
Guess it's a ok you got my fingers in mouth
Tryin me that I was missin out
Na you was dissin out I was invisible
Now I got this swizz account and you kiss it now
Got it in your canal wow now you don't hesistate
a few for you to see litical's resume
Now you hear it its makin you resesitate
Breath breath "Yeah"
Now you got my hand like all down your shorts
Now you boo the when you don't see me thure
every time I wana fuck it to get easier
How do you need it sir please leave wit her.

Bygones be we can still grow
Let the hennesse with dro
2 of patron throw it down slow
Write your number down girl your is so thrower
And ya big bubble head stop me stop me
You being miss couldnt blow my high
Ya big bubble head didn't me
But I aint got ya off so you know you aint fly.

Verse 3
Said Im back ba ba ba ba ba ba like Yola
its good when its on diet sode
Crushed ice dust love me
The so bright cuz my chains so dusty
Its all darier open legs
So fly I stay parked on the carier
infirior I think you got your lines crossed
I only pay bitches I need more write offs
Im a I hit fembots
They want me to put the pro tools in M Box
The 28s tick tock splitin big stock
Burning out chevy big block "Yo"
It shouldn't be for you to get in bead
your impared maybe you were inbread
Listen to ya girls do it like ya said
Do it like you now get it like a princess.

Bygones be gone we can still
Let the hennesse marinate dro
2 shots of patron throw it down
Write your number girl your boys is so thrower
And ya big bubble head didn't me stop me
You miss America couldnt blow my high
Ya big bubble head stop me
But I aint got ya panties off so you know you fly.