Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky Ass Bitch

(Again and again, and again, and again, Do It Again!) Ol' ass bitch
(Fuck me) I see you out there, get your hustle on
Ain't no nigga gunna pay your muthafuckin' bills,
Pay your own shit, I don't a fuck, ho
Mac Miller, tell hoes what's up, man

[Verse 1: Mac
She sayin' fuck me, fuck me, she like it rough and that's
I'm partyin' where there's drugs free, this to live, it don't come cheap
Leave a hand print on her butt cheek, she me head while I puff trees
I'm on drugs, she on drugs, her nose got bloody
coke lines off my dick, she ridin' on that train
She crushin' down that powder, I'm puffin' on Sour
Been fuckin' her for and I still ain't got my nut
You fuckin' with that molly, she gon' let you bust (Blam!)
me some while I hit the blunt, I'm in ya spirit, let me lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit and run, he see my ass, go and get his gun
You a devil bitch, let me tell you that, feel like I been to and back
You me, addicted, you need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty, she harass me
I'm fuckin' her to and then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun is up
That's the last time that I'm gon' be fuckin' with drugs
Yup

She get a bunch of money, it all on drugs
Mobbin' with her bitches, fall in love
Dumpin' out yeyo, sniffin' all it up
Go and hate her, cause everybody does

God damn, that's a lucky ass X4

2: Mac Miller]
She got money, drugs and freedom, blunts what she's
She ain't got a job, but fuck it, she need one
Drive drunk, she swervin', tryna fuck, certain
Run and stumble down, hit her head, she hurtin'
Drunk as fuck, sniffin' pills, wildin' out, the bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a of purp
Which one of my homie's fuck her first?
She in with drugs, that pussy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked down, bitch, me who rich now?
You with the Most Dope knuckleheads
Gettin' money, fuck the feds, yeah that Wonder bread
Ain't a rookie, uh, that bitch is famous,
One thing I do, (what's that?) pay for pussy

[Verse 3: J]
I'm trippy mane, lookin' for a chick
That like to get up and do some trippy shit
Paper planes rolled up I call trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank(coedine)-- she it
got money and juicy got bitches
Smoking and that Charlie Sheen liquor
Up in bitch keep two hoes with me
Poppin' them pills getting freaky(they freaky)
I like D's, she like double D's
Shawty can't lose, she play on both
in her mouth, her becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice got the bitch
All my hoes got money and they keep me
Then I line em' up for a