Luyện nghe bài hát I Took Her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

I like the red pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl, if you then put yo' info in my two way
Girl, you a star me and you can make a
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 a bitch
Fucking right, I'm rich and I getting hitched
I'm getting paid in full, just call me money,

Balling like Gynn, I'm never lonely in that penthouse
And all the time a nigga thinks she's at a house
Okay, iIput the phantom up and bought the out
It's Weezy baby bitch, I'm hot all the vents out, ha, ha

Sweet street
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

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

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

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

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

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

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

So at a nigaa when you see me on the grind
And bust that pussy we running out of time
And don't say a word just act a mime
Girl might be but her pussy is mine, okay

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

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