Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to Beach
I told her to over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep 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 in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve,
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just me that she sick of being a virgin

up the work 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 these
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house with my off
I'ma get these and I put that on my first born
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body curvy a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste Smirnoff
on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other nigga 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 still it
Workin' like a on my Roots part two shit
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
Stompin' the yard a gamma
was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my life when we gamble, shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
Like the House of
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a picture naked, I said on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, 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 wrong 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 just told me that she sick of being a virgin

Now I don't get excited nigga, I just get
I don't get invited to these pity parties
I do narcotic even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore they leave I check their
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'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my first
Got old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop

Blood gang,
And it's that 4 the Wait 2, ooh
And I'm so sorry for the too, yeah

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