Luyện nghe bài hát Keisha [Explicit]

I believe it
I cannot it
Real life
I
I cannot it
Eyes

She from Jamaica, Queens, only to Harlem to shop
Her mother just got a and her father a cop
I learned this about 10 in the conversation
I'm thinking I don't know you, why that information?
My head was racin', I'm pacin' and forth
Asked her for her number, her name Keisha, nice to ya
She said she never with nobody from Harlem
got homies from south side, I figured I would call them
I found locations and where she grew up
Her moms new boyfriend got coke, then he blew up
She used to play with credit cards and line niggas at night
Fucked a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't love
I was down in Flight Club, Keisha text me "What you doing?"
"I scuffed up my retro's, I'm to cop some new ones"
She said she at the Oriental in Columbus circle
She got some sour but she wanted
I told her we can link up
I called my youngin Conner an eighth to her
He plotting on her
Funny nigga, but fuck it, that's how we raised
If it ain't wifey than all the can play
Back to Keisha, she black but had them features
Five seven, most these would plan to keep her
I got that drop from my homie that knew her, he went to with her
Said he used to be cool her, but he ain't fuck her though
Con' callin' me, I forgot to him the address
I'm through some other shit, honestly got me mad stressed
If Con' delivered that, we 'bout to
I gotta a club tonight, told if she up I hit her when it's over
Now rosé, henny, rosé, henny
Strippers all me, I ain't throwing a penny
Got a text from Keisha, "I'm in 17C
I know your with your homies now but later and see me"
I'm out, sky dweller, the light hittin' it right
I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, that nice"
Wayno me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack mine
Unless I want 'em harsher, please don't no one
I called my driver and told him take me to
Had to stop for condoms cause raw the way I get down
He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and don't yet
Let me see what this about, something I gotta figure out"
I'm in the 'tele, I hit the elevator
Stumbling, hennessey and rosé in my stomach
Figure we fuckin' and then order room service
I knocked twice, she opened the but so nervous
I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready though
Came up out of everything, R. on the radio
Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass though
On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, Eddie know
Henny taking over, we passed out, at I did
15,000 in my balmain's, I'm
I put my rollie in the dresser with like four
My id and my bank cards, iPhone 6 to calls
Condom box of 3-pack, I two of them
Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club just 'em
told me wake up, I checked the bed
Nothin' but and cover, I had to shake my head
I me jeans, every dollar gone, that's 15k
All my chains and my rollie
I put my on, looking for my phone, that shit was gone too
I'm ready to kill Keisha, what the fuck I'm do?
I told myself I wasn't drinking, why the fuck I get
And how the I get robbed?
I ran out, my sleep I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch
Brown skin, thick, probably moving on some shit?"
He telling me that he was sleeping, waiting on my phone
I cannot believe this shit, can't wait until I see bitch
for every nigga that be slippin' cause he think he rich
Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called I'ma need the grip

I cannot this bitch robbed me
I cannot it
I believe it
I cannot believe this bitch me
If I catch her I ain't tryna I'm sorry
I cannot believe this bitch me
I believe it
I cannot it
I believe this bitch robbed me
If I her I ain't tryna hear I'm sorry
I believe this bitch robbed me
I cannot it
I cannot it