Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with some and lip service
Tunechi in bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I couldn't get
My new Nina just told me that she sick of being a

Bagging up the for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before leave I check they purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and these
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house my shirt off
I'ma get these and I put that on my first born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the side nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop this part two and
Just to let you know a nigga still doin' it
like a slave on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil Tunechi Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm home the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my life we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, my destiny goin'
the House of Deréon
This that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort and I'm closer to South Beach
I her to come over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your please
I don't see nothing wrong with some and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker, than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I couldn't get
My new Nina just told me that she sick of being a

Now I don't get nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get to these bitches pity parties
I do narcotic even though a nigga got it
all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, fingers
Let my bitches help me, 'fore they leave I their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', 'bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

Blood gang,
And it's that Sorry 4 the 2, ooh
And I'm so sorry for the too, yeah

Sorry for the wait, had to drop part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga doin' it
like a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi Tunechi bitch, yeah