Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Fort 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 up, put this 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 answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the work for an hour, hurtin'
Let my help, before they leave I check they purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The D.A. Was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad body curvy like a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the other side we could have a turf war
for the wait, had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga still it
like a slave on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was for the hammer
the yard like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm like a camel
I'm smokin' that strong like a
I bet my when we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
Rich forever, Jerry
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 sent a picture naked, I it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to Beach
I told her to over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with some 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 that she sick of a virgin

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

Blood gang,
And it's Sorry 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 that a nigga doin' it
Workin' like a slave, talking Roots two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still bitch, yeah