Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

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

Bagging up the work for an hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they I check they 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 that on my first
Got that old 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 too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other side we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to 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 that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the like 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, shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my 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 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 up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing with some mouth and lip service
motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she 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 even though a 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 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 millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', 'bout the third ward
The DA was a and the judge 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 sorry for the wait too,

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