Luyện nghe bài hát Lit

Do you believe in love?

Or do you like

Ran into a night owl White Owls
Girl it's been awhile I hit a White Owl
I'm it though, she a centerfold
Big ol' look like tentacles
She in Europe, Interpol
Don't remember her in her
I her friend, damn they was close
Let's reunite, let's get em
Hit 'em twice in a row, hit a flight, and I'm
That's the last I seen her though
She be too eager, ho
Stamp it like it's my
off of these berries
When the world gets heavy and it to carry
I'm her Midnight

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

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

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

You'd be how many truths you can hide in flows
I'm listenin' to this with my eyelids closed
Thoughts keep flashin' and I laughin'
I thought that I would fuck Irish hoes
Maybe Asian bitches or Caucasian
Remember when I got to New York I was
Because all I saw was Jamaican bitches
I ain't barely what Jamrock was
Lil' country nigga God I was
To you niggas online until you make it this high
Then you never understand this 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 crooked in his mouth
Make them hoes bounce, that get enough
Niggas say I made it I make it enough
Man hang that nigga, you a real ass nigga
If you ain't got my tape in truck
Cole, uhm world don't you that
I think I lost my round the same time I lost my six pack
But no sit-ups for me, as my dick still get up for me
as a ho still give up for me
She charge but she get us for free
Woah, that's TMI, lil' like TMZ
of the days you'll be seeing me
'Cause my girl do not play, DNP
something for the hoop fans
Just copped her the man
No drop top but a slot on the roof that can out
And get a little sun while you out
Ced on the let me vibe out
We was 15 a ASR up in my house
Writin' out, momma made it happen
Could've been a lawyer but I made it rappin', he it rappin'
Now at the shows he the main
Another shot of Henny so I'm faded
How long do drug called fame be lastin' "It's lit, feel the buzz?"
Another shot of so I'm faded askin'
How long do this drug fame be lastin', that's deep

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