Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to 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 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 just told me that she sick of being a

Bagging up the for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and these
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' bout the ward
The D.A. Was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body 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 side nigga we have a turf war
for the wait, had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil 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 like a camel
I'm smokin' that strong a camel
I bet my life when we gamble, shippin' keys
We shippin' pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew ammo
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my goin'
the House of Deréon
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 Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South
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 in your mouth please
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker, than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just me that she sick of being a virgin

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

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

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