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 housewife and keep my house
I say shut the fuck up, put 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 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

Bagging up the work for an hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they leave I they purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house with my off
I'ma get these and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' bout the third
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 like
on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the side nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to this part two and shit
Just to let you that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots two shit
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a
I'm smokin' that strong like a
I bet my life when we gamble, y'all keys
We shippin' pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
forever, Jerry Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny goin'
the House of Deréon
This plane that I'm on is private, my own
So no my carry-ons
She a picture naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, don't asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and keep my clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker, tighter than a nerve, bitch
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new just told me that she sick of being a virgin

Now I get excited nigga, I just get exotic
I get invited to these bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic even though a 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 they leave I check their
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'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my first
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third
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 wait too,

Sorry for the wait, had to drop that part two and
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