Luyện nghe bài hát I Love My Bitches

A month ago, I a chick a hundred stacks
to Neiman Marcus, young bitch had a heart attack
Aww man, I love my
Bottles, Beamers, Brand New
Barbies, ballerina's and
Barbera Streisand Bentleys
Bricks, big hundreds in bundles
Boy, I'm a boss, I rose the jungles
God forgives and killers won't
In a room full of heathens, niggas die alone
Better start notes as I'm taking tokes
The hood wanna see you die and they votes
My vision always coke
My never sit in coach
Aww man, I my bitches
Tongue kissin' a dark vixen
Fifty, sixty racks, I might go blow a though
Jet owner, G5, you wanna go?
Fuck your ex's baby, really, that's past?
up your carry-on's and all it is is cash

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Aww man, I love my
Aww man, I my bitches
Aww man, I love my
coast to West coast, all my bitches

Tryna' bring you into my world,
Just stand there, You the canvas, paint the picture
You never met another nigga, you know, it, take it

Am I really just a
Cause I wake up to a bowl of bisque?
And I wake up on some mobbin'
a great view and half my niggas swappin' bricks
It's just a way of
For the king of diamonds, so I gotta tonight
Fifty cash in the for the chicken wings
in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
Large of my constituents
Combination to the safe, straight to the
life to the fullest was the emphasis
Making to Mary J's "Reminisce"

It was all good a week ago
tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
My bitch sittin' cute, she her panties home
the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
Money (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the day
(Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Duper
Soon as niggas start hatin', shootin'
Come along, money longer than
Lotta one's, all the bitches gotta model
Tongue pierced, dick sucked, said "I once"
Fifty million, I'm the one that got it done

Aww man