Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Flex

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Dont flex
I see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex
Give me the head and you can give them tricks the rest
And nuthin less

(Eightball)
let me grip the mic and rip the track
Freaky let me see you shaking what you got
Trick niggas buy them hoes a drank to keep em
And I'm gone be with them niggas drinking yak a fool
Fulla hay fuck 'cause we dont give a fuck
At the bar drinking shots looking at them hoes
Up and down side to side for a like a foe
Young hoes at the club to pack they shit and go
Dont trip
After the club you can jump off in my baby
And let a get a sample of them lips baby
And we gone keep it on the
You can hit me on the hip but be blowin a nigga up
9 11 all the time damn tell me you need
Hold on let me over MJ what you see

(MJG)
I see a stout
Were bout to a hump off in yo couch mayn
One look at bitcha make yo mouth hang open
Freak you looking at
A true pimp I it in her camp
Full time lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch average club
Shake it til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes you
She's a cover under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black and yo dead brother she aint scared brother
Big thick juicy molaty
Got mo butt she got body
She's a pro switch hitter
But only in the
So lot competition is hard
I aint
And if I stay around aint cause I'm (Uhn)
Now get along girl get bout straighten

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(Eightball)
We it hot
We came to make it hotta than
Big balling G Suave House product
In the lab like a chemist weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making pushing buttons
Organized
country ATL boys
Got it locked up and sewed up and it rocked up
up
Doing the like Lil Key Key
Tricks talking gone see my hollow tips in 3D
But we didn't come to see no jealous ass
We came to keep the party hype and up all the liquor
And fuck with the gold diggers them drink sippers
Cause them gone be the ones in the room zippers
With they teeth blow by the presidential suite
Waking up bout they wanna go and eat
Hit the dho
You aint got to go home but yo ass got to go
And for sho baby

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(MJG)
I saw yo ass
Peekin out the curtain of yo shirt
Shadow of yo pussy behind
me MJG
Run me through fields of flowers
We can for hours
and she you anytime
You say no
How you gone say when you dress say yes
A saddle on yo chest I nothing less
Than nuts on yo neck dick on yo
Just like we done then last time do it again
It looks as if to me you got handles bout yourself
But everything you struggle to is up on the shelf
In homes of pimps who done it
Some play around with mind we run it
Gin sippers Orange Mound, Tennessee
We deliver all up and down the river
Fuck a check
No ID no and dividends
Aint got nothing but space now it in

3X