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 the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve,
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new just told me that she sick of being 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 these
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house my shirt off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my born
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body curvy like a
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste like
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur
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 that a nigga still it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the
the yard like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a
I'm smokin' that like a camel
I bet my when we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my goin'
Like the of Deréon
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to 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 shut the fuck up, put this dick back in mouth please
I see nothing wrong 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 get exotic
I get invited to these bitches pity 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, they leave I check their 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
I'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', 'bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop

gang, nigga
And it's Sorry 4 the Wait 2, ooh
And I'm so for the wait too, yeah

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