Luyện nghe bài hát I Took Her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

I like the red bone feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl, if that's you then put yo' in my two way
Girl, you a me and you can make a movie
She said the diamonds on my chain look kool aid

And when I'm she be missing me like school days
Alright, I like a bitch, that like a
right, I'm rich and I ain't getting hitched
I'm getting paid in full, just call me money,

Balling like Tony Gynn, I'm lonely in that penthouse
And all the time a nigga she's at a friends house
Okay, iIput the up and bought the bent out
It's Weezy baby bitch, I'm hot all the vents out, ha, ha

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Tell 'em how it go, it go grove, 17 Carlton, Eagle Street
Running my hood till my feet gets sore
Run up on boys and you ain't running no more
I am from the jungle, the mighty and the guns go pow, hah

Why boyfriend acting like secret service?
I'm a get you by and get my secret service
I'm on the purple urple and now the is bouncing
climbed the highest mountain

And baby girl, that coupe is blue
You see the green and diamonds call it Mountain Dew
I got a crib in the sky with view
And i take a bitch if her titties new, ha, ha, ha, now what it do

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Get 'em, Gucci shoes, Gucci buckle, Gucci belt, bucket
Sharper than the yellow number 2, I doesn't I do
And if you didn't know, now you that I am the fireman
And red yellow suit and I treat money like glue

You know I gotta stick to paper, you know I'm like a
why I got the Cash Money rich above my navel
Young money is the label, alright, money, and cable
We multiplying money, at the time table, ha, ha

So holla at a nigaa you see me on the grind
And bust that like we running out of time
And say a word just act like a mime
Girl might be but her pussy is mine, okay

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

Money, what's up?
Young Money, up?
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
F. Baby