Luyện nghe bài hát Magnificent

My birth certificate say I'm soo
Skoob done tinted cause them dykes so magnificent
Head bigger cause my say she magnificent
percent I cashed out when I bought my Bentleys
I've been grinding since I up out the porch
She want me to pull the and see if I'm so important
Not a toy, baby girl, I got a boy

1]
I am I could get chickens and my niggas real like a hand
I told that little bitch that she not gon win and I her to go hit it in
Choppers chop and I swear to God I am a slime I'm gon' shoot at your spin
on watches got timing on timing I just might bring flav flavor in
Cop me a big ol' lil' body lil' bitch and you know it's the
Suck on my dick baby suck on my 'til you got a big chin
Soon as I fuck on your hoe boy you know I'm gon' her back bend
Cookies I roll it I it got fish scale but I don't got baits
These little bitches know I'm the future plus I'm holdin' weight
I pulled up, hop out the 'Rarri now tailgating
I keep my hands down and let my jewelry wave

Bling, bling, bling I iced out my
If you ain't sayin' nice my nigga what the fuck you mean
I it up it's not the same
I like my bitch brown like cane

2]
Eat pussy 'til I throw up
I got out in Florida
Little Mama know I cuff her
cleaning I'm a buffer
My diamonds black like a
My a nat and I trust her
Fuck nigga pie a custard
He got rhymes no Busta
I'm nigga bitch I'm too fly for this shit
Got a lot of niggas on the block that'll do or die for this
Got a lot of bitches out in Folies come around on my clique
Nutted on the bitch panties she told her old man it was
Baby little girl you YSL is the realest they get
Bitch I'm on fire I fire the fire like a Bic
I want to where it's at and I swear to God I'mma go get it
Turnt up my in my words now I'm 'bout fly as a pigeon
Hop in my and brrrp the ceiling
My bitch she rich and black like Winfrey
5-4-3-2-1 there go her pimps
I white meat baby pass me a little sugar
Thirty two on my hip,
No but I'mm let it rip
Or you throw it off of the ship

Bling, bling, bling I out my team
If you ain't sayin' that nice my nigga what the you mean
I it up it's not the same
I like my bitch brown sugar cane

Monica, I like you and I your persona
Come with me I buy you by the bundle
We go back and forth like a runner
Lay beside you keep you warm like your
I don't want to keep discussing of these lil' numbers
I just want to feed you this candy a mamba.