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 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 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

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 movin' weight, prostitution, and verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house with my off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', bout 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 drank too much, now her pussy taste Smirnoff
on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other side 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 part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was for the hammer
Stompin' the like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm like a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my life we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jerry
I gotta hustle, my destiny goin'
the House of Deréon
This plane I'm on is private, my very own
So no checkin' my
She sent a picture naked, I it's on

But she in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to 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 don't see nothing 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 me that she sick of being a virgin

Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I get invited to these bitches pity parties
I do narcotic even though a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I feel like I got
up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house my shirt 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 was a jerk off
We suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop

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

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