Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Maintenance

(Lil' Mo)
M-O
Yo can I live
Since you always wanna up on something
something
Then you pay-up on something
Come off playa
Quit tryin to hold an
All this aint for free nigga what you think?
Like I'ma work for some tips while you your six
You gon' take me to the and you'll flood out my wrist
I'ma let you hit for you put chairs up in this bitch
Think I'ma have them kids and I aint seeing 'bout a
Shit I don't know you heard
But that do matter
I wanna be so icy I the Wind-chill Factor
I wanna be up at the Grammy's next to Jada and
And when peep out my shine yo they both catch chill
I wanna ball the ballers
Wanna play the players
Make my best friend see me and she turn a hater
I'm maintenance
Endorse me no fake money
Real niggas money
Real take money

You gotta the dough you see
If you be with me
My hair my my nails my feet
Aint nothin' over here for
You gotta the dough you see
If you be with me

Playboy you buy that gators
You car payments
Playboy you buy broad bracelets
They all high

with the basics
All bitches dick
All bitches aint
All bitches pussy
all bitches high maintenance
Ya 'll aint worth gators and tennis bracelets
When they keep pictures of niggas they it in the basement
You give her
Take her to (that's high maintenance)
You payin' Navigator car (that's high maintenance)
you keep her draped with stupid jewels and loot to play with
Thinkin you a player when you losin papers
On exotic
Nights at
Crack (?) take off the its mistaken
You remind me of them broad that date Caucasians
Fuck millions off and don't (?)
But patna
Go buy her (?) even Estada
Not knowing she just fucked best patna
You still put on her collar
And get engaged with a who aint shit
That broad high

Mo]
Nigga don't over that trip to Nevada
Only reason that I went was to yo dollars
Sip
Oh let me remind ya
If you was circumcised I wouldn't hit you patna
Cause all want niggas to know (we high maintenance)
And all niggas better give us the dough (so face it)
And you payin for my car, my crib, my hair, my gear, my clothes
You tell me really the ho nigga

I the one
The one that get played like a
These chicken heads in my with the roof up
I get in between the like a Ku Klux
Bust two (then do what?)
Fuck in yo crew that knew ya (then do what?)
Scramble through purse and steal your credit cards (do what?)
Do doughnuts in yo shit I wreck the car (do what?)
Disrespect my
Check my
Sex her
it in one eye
Still get my broad
naw...