Luyện nghe bài hát In Love Witcha Boy

you we bubblin
on my way an out an
why they hatin im
they be if they wasnt
cuzn i aint sweatin
i be dollar stuntin
an my reputation
say the grand old lady em

push an hug em by the
sour by the hour
kush by the onion
you can hear my car
hood hummin trunk
up and down the block
top drop no
bet the llama
quick ya benigghana
im jewelry driver
only queen saliva
i date
i dont
i whoop ya like ya father
comma hyphin matter
you in front of the revolver
im a dollar
wit my cup up in the
watch me turn my on
BLANK in her cologne
about a couple in
ive ben the whole patron
BLANK inside the liner
i dump em right back on his
BLANK is
but the made me smarter
choppin lanes and forth
i get high as vince
aint got to gas me
i dont need a BLANK
im my own battery
a of honor
im from the
that will a toll on ya
the heat hit
it feel ya got a stove on ya
if you aint money
then you aint to me
swag till my on e
in the v