Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, 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 and keep 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
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve,
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
My new Nina just me that she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers
Let my bitches help, before they I check they purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
I'ma get 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 like a fur ball
Fuck the other nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop this 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 Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the
Stompin' the like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm a camel
I'm smokin' that strong like a
I bet my when we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We grand pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jerry
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
the House of Deréon
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a picture naked, I it's on

But she live in Fort 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 my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your please
I don't see nothing with some mouth and lip service
motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
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 get invited to these bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic 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, 'fore they leave I check purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, prostitution and these
Whippin in the in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these and I put that on my first born
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' '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,

gang, nigga
And it's that Sorry 4 the 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 know that a nigga still it
Workin' like a slave, talking Roots part two and
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi Tunechi bitch, yeah