Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, she live in 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 my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this back in your mouth please
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they leave I check purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and verses
in the kitchen, in the trap house with my shirt off
I'ma get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch curvy like a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm like a fur ball
Fuck the other nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop part two and shit
Just to let you know a nigga still doin' it
Workin' a slave on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
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 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 goin'
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 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 keep my clean
I say the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with mouth and lip service
motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
My new just told 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 parties
I don't do narcotic though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
Baggin' up the for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, prostitution and verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the house with my shirt off
I'm get these 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 judge was a off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop

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

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