Luyện nghe bài hát Lit

Do you believe in love?

Or do you like

Ran into a owl rollin' White Owls
Girl been awhile since I hit a White Owl
I'm with it though, she a
Big ol' look like tentacles
She in Europe, Interpol
Don't her in her clothes
I fucked her friend, damn was close
reunite, let's get em close
Hit 'em twice in a row, hit a flight, and I'm
That's the last time I her though
She be too eager, ho
Stamp it like my visa
Cheefin' off of these
When the world gets and it hurts to carry
I'm her Mercenary

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She take me to a place that I would discover
never have another, so I had to fuck her
Reach my pockets, damn I ain't got a rubber
See my nigga Ron, L. Ron Hubbard, he be outta space
Say he got a case of at the back of the hotel cupboard
508, check by the safe, she say "Boy you got it made
Do you got a cape?", I ain't with the ma, do I gotta wait?
I'm quite impatient, intoxication got me like procreating
Girl I'm the baker, you caking
Stand back, my amazing graces
finish and fornication
Photo and fornication

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Can you the buzz?
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Do you in love?
What's drug?
What's drug?

Now comes the of which intro do you use?
Do you use this intro or the intro I was talkin' on?
But, then that let's know I had more than one take
So maybe we should just not use this and use the intro
So would think I just took it straight through
Yea, do that

You'd be surprised how many truths you can in flows
I'm listenin' to this beat with my closed
Thoughts keep flashin' and I keep
I never thought that I fuck Irish hoes
Asian bitches or Caucasian bitches
Remember when I got to New I was lost
all I ever saw was Jamaican bitches
I ain't know what Jamrock was
Lil' country nigga God I was
To you talkin' online until you make it this high
Then you could never understand buzz, well
if you put yourself in the shoes
Of a nigga straight out the South
No gold grill just a east coast
And a set of teeth in his mouth
Make them bounce, that can't get enough
Niggas say I it I ain't make it enough
Man hang that nigga, you a real lame ass
If you got my tape in your truck
Cole, uhm world don't you forget
I think I lost my mind round the same time I my six pack
But no sit-ups for me, long as my dick get up for me
Long as a ho still up for me
She usually but she get us for free
Woah, that's TMI, lil' like TMZ
of the days you'll be seeing me
'Cause my do not play, coach DNP
That's something for the fans
copped her the coupe man
No drop top but a slot on the that can slide out
And get a little sun you ride out
Ced on the beat let me out
We was 15 with a ASR up in my
Writin' out, momma made it happen
Could've a lawyer but I made it rappin', he made it rappin'
Now at the shows he the attraction
Another shot of Henny so I'm faded
How do this drug called fame be lastin' "It's lit, feel the buzz?"
Another shot of so I'm faded askin'
How do this drug called fame be lastin', that's deep

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