Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she in Fort Lauderdale 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 keep my house
I say shut the up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of a virgin

up the work for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they leave I check purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
I'ma get millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body curvy a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste like
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur
Fuck the other side nigga we could a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop this part two and
to let you know that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots two shit
let 'em know that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a
was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm smokin' that strong a camel
I bet my when we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We grand pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
Like the House of
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no checkin' my
She a picture naked, I said it's on

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

Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I don't get invited to these bitches pity
I don't do narcotic even a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, fingers
Let my bitches help me, 'fore they I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my first
Got that old bumpin', talkin' '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 that Sorry 4 the Wait 2, ooh
And I'm so sorry for the wait too,

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