Luyện nghe bài hát Exfoliate & Faint

I just got off tour and a condo
Let me you a tour
I got off tour, and I want some
Let me exfoliate your

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I just got off tour and now I'm balling like I'm
Counting up early in the morning like Alonzo
Flood this shit like Elliot, I'll still give you a show
My FN tight but my hips don't need a night glow
I even Curry, I got green thumbs
Like Curry, my bitch ballin' (swish)
I brought my gang, like security in the mall with me
Bust down a forty, one millimeter, it costs a small

I got off tour and copped a condo
Let me give you a
I just got off tour, and I some
Let me your pores

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I'm from the mud, I'm the sediment
I'm finna make her her skin regiment
I'm 'bout to whip it like it's benedict
Put you on CNN the F&N
bitch throw it back for a Mac gift card
Know nigga get mad, Ferrari in your front yard
Ooh this not for TV, not NBC
When she drop ass on me, now she dancing with the stars
I ain't talking no freestyle, but I give her bars
Break her off like a Kit-Kat, she wan' fuck me on

I just got off tour and a condo
Let me you a tour
I got off tour, and I want some
Let me exfoliate your pores,

Drank so many that I fainted
Dose off to the entertainment
Right fifty, left one is an eighty
All these pointers in my cost a Mercedes
Hold that talking if you you was gon' play me
Come with that bag or we send you down to Grady
But the same if you late, or you flake
I my accent 'cause I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy

Wake up every morning thinking how money can I make
ten plates, waiter thought I was on a date
These bitches Australian or something, all they want to do is
All these bitches wanna me, tell 'em all they gotta wait
Yeah, shawty fine like wine, her down like a grape
up them babies, ship 'em off inside a crate
Play her like a ukulele, my bitch fresh like a
I'm the Brady, Gucci on her like a cape
Yeah, and my life like gravy, 'cause there's so much at
Niggas stole my swag, had to 'em it was late
It just turned 2018, I did 2008
Heard some things about her, blow me up 'til I inflate

Drank so many Sprites that I
off to the inflight entertainment
Right wrist fifty, left one is an
All pointers in my wrist cost a Mercedes
Hold talking if you thought you was gon' play me
Come with that bag or we gon' you down to Grady
But we're the same if you late, or you
I lost my accent 'cause I'm out of state, yeah, ayy