Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, 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 housewife and keep my clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this 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 my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina told me that she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the work for an hour, 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 trap house with my off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my first
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch body like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the other side nigga we could have a war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop this two and shit
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em know Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard a gamma
was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm smokin' that strong a camel
I bet my life when we gamble, y'all keys
We grand pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
forever, Jerry Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny goin'
Like the House of
This plane that I'm on is private, my own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a picture naked, I said on

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

Now I don't get excited nigga, I just get
I don't get to these bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic though a nigga got it
all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, fingers
Let my help me, 'fore they leave 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 Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

gang, nigga
And it's that 4 the Wait 2, ooh
And I'm so for the wait too, yeah

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