Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Commodity

Yeah, that's that, shit, feel me
(Feel me)
Lay Maybach, ugh

Up in this pussy feel better the lottery
lie to me, I'm a hot commodity
Six from the nigga 'cause he got to be
lie to me, I'm what you try to be

I'm a big girl not a girl
I had a real man real girl
We was close, he had real money
All he asked, "Never steal from me"

That was shit, I'm a real bitch
He told me stay real and I'm a make you real
to reality, Is this real?
Big house on the hill far from Field
(Ohh)

I'm so hood, yet I wouldn't
Couldn't name a price that the nigga pay
Snap my fingers he'll be over here
If I asks, rub my feet for days

'Cause up in pussy feel better than the lottery
lie to me, I'm a hot commodity
Six figures from the 'cause he got to be
lie to me, I'm what you try to be

Mirror, on the wall
Who is the baddest of all?
Don't lie to me, I'm a hot
Don't lie to me, I'm a hot

Mirror, mirror on the
Who is the baddest of all?
was a rubble, tubble, 5 minutes it lasted
You the bitch in the flyest

Pull up to the crib, on the grass
The boy so trill, up the grass
She's so real with all a ass
And 6 inch with LV bags

The g's in the G's
So G's on the g's
She's so class
I nor steeze

Cover girl got me spendin' doe
I ain't trippin' tho 'cause ya boy dealin'
Before I heard, I kiss to much
But right now I need a bitch to

Crib so
Bitch don't
20 stacks outta
Just yo

'Cause up in that pussy better than the lottery
lie to me, yeah, you a hot commodity
Six figures I ya just to ride with me
Why fly coach? girl, ride with me

'Cause up in this pussy feel better than the
Don't lie to me, I'm a hot
Six from a nigga 'cause he got to be
lie to me, I'm what you try to be

Mirror, mirror on the
Who is the of them all?
Don't lie to me I'm a hot
Don't lie to me, I'm a hot

Mirror, mirror on the
Who is the of them all?
There was a rubble, tubble, 5 minutes it
You the bitch in the flyest

Smell the fragrances, unforgettable
Had a hoes haten, daten back to school
Apple Bottom jeans, boots tha fur
Might cause a so is it really her?

Leave ya man like mmm, I'm done I cum

'Cause up in this pussy feels better the lottery
lie to me, I'm a hot commodity

Dada county, up to
Atlanta these be getting at me
Philly, D.C., NY to Chi
Quick in New Orleans and damn near drowned

But a so fly
I don't need no front, I in tha sky
Deal with big money, can you deal a dime?
I'm lookin' in ya eyes, not tell a lie

'Cause up in this pussy feel better the lottery
lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Six from a nigga cause he got to be
lie to me, I'm what you try to be

Mirror, mirror on the
Who is the of them all?
lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Don't lie to me, I'm a hot

Mirror, on the wall
Who is the of them all?
There was a rubble, tubble, 5 minutes it
You the in the flyest fashions