Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South
I told her to 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 back in mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I I couldn't get service
My new Nina told me that she sick of being a virgin

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

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

Now I don't get nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get invited to bitches pity parties
I do narcotic even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I feel I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore they leave I their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house with my off
I'm gon' get these and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', 'bout 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 Sorry 4 the 2, ooh
And I'm so sorry for the wait too,

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