Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, riding around gettin paper
Treat your like candy, fuck her now and later
I flex I flex n stunt, gotta shine on them
Your seen all sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

up
You can have of my flavor
You can have none of my
You can have none of my
You have none of my gator
I'm moving bricks and this shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my is exclusive
Flexing, I'm flexing, my rims are
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm in Pucci
a damn, I go up in Gucci
I'm on the molly, I'm a Lucy
My future with bands, they free Boosie
They I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
them out like face it, I'm on it
My was five, I borough a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You need medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me keep my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, up
She have none of my flavor
And she can sauce none, I'mma her

Let me keep my shit, around in that paper
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

Hold up, flavor, I'm impossible it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the fitted
Hoes will be honest, they and taking
Used to be broke and poverty
Now I got worry them boxes in the kitchen
guy information is not to be mentioned
Chauffer, the is not to be driven
All of this is not to be given
You got it, baby, buy me like paper
Bullets, the county, balling like
APM sharp, I'm pumping your
You on the block, I'mma out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, bitches in
Me and Fantasia had dinner Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, taking the
Nigga get wrong I tow him jenny
as a fuck I'mma do 'em like Remy
Nigga I'm more, the is in me
I run through your crew a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many hoes so how you gonna me?
Let me keep my
Back up, bitch, me?

Let me keep my shit, around in that paper
Treat your like keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on haters
Your bitch all that sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?