Luyện nghe bài hát I Took Her (Remix)

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

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

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

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

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Tell 'em how it go, it go holly grove, 17 Carlton, Street
Running with my hood till my gets sore
Run up on them 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 yourself and get my secret
I'm on the purple urple and now the is bouncing
I've climbed the mountain

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

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Get 'em, Gucci shoes, Gucci buckle, Gucci belt, Gucci
Sharper than the yellow number 2, I doesn't I do
And if you didn't know, now you knew 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 above my navel
money is the label, alright, money, bitches and cable
We multiplying money, sitting at the table, ha, ha

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

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet street
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

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