Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Ross]

[Meek
I got these niggas hating on me, but I dont give a
Because they waiting for me, Im just counting all this money
And buying all hammers
So these niggas play I let my shooters go bananas
Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip like a monster
My bitch got on that shit, she got a million sponsor
These niggas getting sicker, somebody call the
Cause all this blood dripping 20 racks I Louis that
I got dolce & gabana, Gucci, Louie,
Fly as hell socks boy, I got a lot of
and cabanas, where theyll prolly find us
sayonara to your

[Rick
I spoil them bitches, I am play them
Wipe my ass with them riches like its some toilet
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be nigga
You niggas hating, my niggas
Popping fans dollars, buying them Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your bitch is
Fucked her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday

[Meek
nigga lot of cash, bad bitch lot of ass
Lamborghini kinda fast, it got his
me bring them sticks out, AK with the
These niggas is kinda nice, which means that kinda act
I be on all of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash
Monday Im wear Jayz, in my Prada bag
Wednesday I go Louis Vuitton, and say how been
I say doing hard, I go like 2 LeBrons
I hit the booth, no
Im superman, my is super fly
I make her head on kill herself, suicide
A play me, he know its do or die
Cause I got a big Mac, in that we super size
Rolling with our group, boy I got a hundred juice
Bout to fuck a hoes, all the bitches coming soon
Tell them that Im coming now, them Ima come.
Bought my Chevy hot, I named her summer juice

Ross]
I spoil them bitches, I am play niggas
Wipe my ass with them like its some toilet tissues
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You niggas hating, my balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My is patient, your bitch is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we wake up on Sunday morn

Mill]
We got it Rose, hose,
He said I was like ok
She said give me money, I was no way
She got mad and my phone and aint no work giving in no pay
Im like be gone bitch, be bitch
I pop a turn on my
Them bitches aint on that, cause they on this
You put on money and I put them on dick

[Rick
I spoil them bitches, I am play them
Wipe my ass with them like its some toilet tissues
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
the death of you millionaire, Meek be that nigga
You niggas hating, my niggas
fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum bottles
My is patient, your bitch is born
her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn