Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I pull up on niggas, I 'em lets get it
they talkin' on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a
I'm in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's
Bitches, suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it
I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got
Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I talkin' no Vicodin
1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'
Wow, bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot
I got no pussy all week
I'm on "bitch, suck my dick" diet oh

Monica, home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, rear
Make a little money, a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser

Ain't nothin' man, I sold it all yester'
Pull in Phipps in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no pressure when you got a extra
Put them beams on your face, 'em lookin' like freckles
Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm having
My bitch pussy wet it's wetting rain
bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah
Got Balenciaga's I even wore yet
Half a of gas I ain't smoke yet
Traphouse filled up with
to give my living room super big lots
In a strip club with flip-flops
Thought it's the time, it's not
Got a lotta windows on my crib,
to put that motherfucker in a tint shop, ooh

Monica, come to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm you, your rear
Make a little money, a little on the dresser
a little money, leave a little on the dresser

Who little boy, who killed little boy?
Rat hallways, no escape, no escape
misery, no way out from that hell

I'm bout to give niggas what they ask for
I used to have to argue my land lord
Yea, my is Tity Boi
Bitch have at least a handful
All my cribs came a damn pool
to stash work in my camel
Young 6'5" the handle
If you don't Atlanta then you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in bitch in a Phantom
grill looking like it's dancin' (it is)
Put some stacks on your little boy (lil boy)
Yeah they to call you the grandson (lil boy)
nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)
Put rifle bullets in a (lil boy)
Keep a bankroll on me, (nigga)
By the time I eat bacon I got bands on
All my cars I put rims on 'em
I touched down, no end zone
All that bitch do is run her mouth,
On the right but that got a Sprint phone (hello)
Man she got 100 acres
Enough yard for me to put a couple on
And I pop me a perc
I might fuck bitch with my Timbs on
(True)