Luyện nghe bài hát Classic

Oh hot outside man
Meek Millys daddy

Hundred for the walkthrough Im not who you to
by wet you up, nigga thats a carpool
Spitting all hot shit, every single bar cool
in the rollie face, animated cartoon
Call me Milly I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids before the clique
Riding in the wheels of fortune, Pat Sajak
And all I rock is like I made that shit
been, front row fashion week
Looking I'm in the show
Sitting in the foreign leather, softer a dinner roll
Make a movie on your bitch, tell her friend to get a
You she was innocent
We like she been a ho
up those benzos
Me yo bitch in the friend
She you I was friendzoned, what?
I'm in the
Touchdown a 2 point conversion
Give her that dick
She busting the clip long
Uber to send your bitch home

I got a fever bitch, hot I got a fever bitch
Feeling I gotta fever bitch
In these philly situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The ain't respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I is that real shit the truth and

The money turned your bitch a gold digger
The money got me feeling like the old
And Jigga even me you a cold nigga
ain't believe me I was broke
But I showed and I told niggas
That I would niggas
to buy a pair of sneaks
Landed at the rawest
Brand new tag
Haters never me mad
You get at baby momma
I'm than her baby dad
Looking at my
What that cost? Hundred-eighty
at my bitch, she remind me of a Stacey Dash
We was selling rock before Biggs, Dame and Dash
Oh you think you fly with your lil' dream chasin'
We don't bitches, we chase money and that [D'ussé]
Cause when you get money, the hoes do you say
Riding in a drop head, Phantom with the
And if just hearing this, then it's probably too late

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a bitch
Feeling sick I gotta fever
In these streets situations is
Police respecting the youth and
The youth ain't respecting the and
The 9 on me in the coupe and
All I talk is that shit the truth and

Milly
Mack
Get silly
to Philly
Come see it live and
You it, God dammit