Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm 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 fuck up, put this dick back in mouth please
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
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 they leave I check purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and these
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house with my off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' bout the ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch body curvy a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur
Fuck the other side nigga we have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to this part two and shit
to let you know that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em know Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a
I'm smokin' that strong a camel
I bet my life we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew ammo
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
Rich forever, Jerry
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
the House of Deréon
This that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She a picture naked, I said it's on

But she in Fort 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 back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip
Tunechi motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve,
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of being a

Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I don't get invited to these bitches parties
I don't do even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I feel 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 movin' weight, and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap with my shirt off
I'm gon' get millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

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