Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting (Maneuvering Remix)

Hm, 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 and keep my house clean
I say the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter 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

up the work for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before 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
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 curvy like a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm like a fur ball
the other side 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 still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em know Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck me wrong, get the hammer
God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my life when we gamble, shippin' keys
We grand pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
forever, Jerry Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny goin'
Like the of Deréon
plane that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a naked, I said it's on

But she in Fort Lauderdale 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 keep my 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 motherfucker, tighter a pinched 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

Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I don't get invited to these bitches parties
I don't do even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, fingers
Let my bitches help me, 'fore leave I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
in the kitchen in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a off
We suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

gang, nigga
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 that a nigga still it
Workin' a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi Tunechi bitch, yeah