Luyện nghe bài hát F''n' You Right

Listen to this, I'm just tryna do for us
You know what I'm sayin', you scream at the top of fucking lungs
Yeah, I'm just tryna do hard work
And get this between us baby, yeah

Look, Samantha, Loraine, Monica,
Veronica, she treated my like a harmonica
How you think I how to twist it and turn
Ya back until broke, make you feel it in your throat

It was Pamela, Linda, Keisha,
Had me fuckin' I was drivin' on cruise control
Can't wait to get it home and it all to you
Look I'm just tryna be the best, I'm it all for you

You know thing with the peanut butter
My Brooklyn bitch said untie the ropes
It's faster a box cutter
I know you the way I'm diggin' you out

But always wanna fuckin' argue so figure this out
I'm just tryna make you happy
there for you anytime you get in the mood for suckin' a dick
I took the time out to find out what ya
You bust nuts, wanna get up and fight, so look

You should thank of all the that I have in my life
All the I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you right
Never took to see it and plus
All you thinkin' is yourself, I'm thinkin' for us

You love the way I beat it down I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, and couch
You thank all of the bitches that I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me you right

It was Gina, Julie, Renee, Ty and
me spend some extra days in Miami
Candy, Trisha, Priscilla,
Showed X to the Z, better with three

Who could fuck ass better than me
I think not, hard knock the cock, welcome to my shop
I locks made by NFL, NBA, NHL, fuck all day
You say I didn't do this shit

Unsatisfied gotta go out and chase the dick
And just not the thing to do
So I learn new shit the next bitch and teach it to you

Now don't you it how I shove it baby
(Hell, yeah)
When we be fuckin' and we thuggin'
(Hell, yeah)
The way I hit it when I it baby
(Hell, yeah)
And I spit it when I bust it baby
(Hell, yeah)

You thank all of the bitches that I have in my life
All the I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you right
Never took time to see it and
All you thinkin' 'bout is yourself, I'm for us

You love the way I beat it when I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and
You should thank all of the bitches that I in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you

I that we fuckin' on videotape
Just in case a bitch lose face and try and rape
If you know somethin' that might excite up our night
Got an open invite to lay us a

ya head feel like you're wet, warm and tight
I'll go from all night the sun turn bright
Two wrongs make it right bitch, no need to cheat
(Pussy just a piece of meat, another to eat)

Big Tray D me that, as a matter of fact
You only tell me you love me when you're flat on your back
You wanna leave me now bitch, my fuckin' feelings is
Why am I the only one that's tryna make work

You should thank of all the that I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you
took time to see it and plus
All you thinkin' is yourself, I'm thinkin' for us

You love the way I beat it down I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, and couch
You should thank all of the bitches I have in my life
All the experience I'm gettin', got me fuckin' you