Luyện nghe bài hát Money To Blow

Richer than the
More money,
Yeah, coming to you live from the of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas
So what do you do, young lady? One

I am on a champagne diet
Spillin' while I'm sippin', I you to try it
I'm probably just saying that 'cause I have to buy it
The club supply it, boy I'm on that fly shit

I am what in my past don't want me to be
Guess what? I made it, I'm the mutha man, I just want you to see
Come take a look, get a load of this, nigga, frontin' on me
Don't come around and try and gas me up, I runnin' on E

I, I, I, I'm on my Disney shit, Goofy
On records, I'm Captain Hook, and my new car is
Damn, where my roof go, I'm somebody that you should know
Get to shakin' somethin' that's what Drumma produced it for

Yes I mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for
Like leavin' girls that love me and seducing hoes
I'm my thoughts, I say damn where my roof just go?
Top off like Janet at the Super Bowl
I got em

They can't it, and I can't blame 'em
I got famous, but bitch, I got money to blow
I'm gettin' it in, these bills fall
All over your

I got to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
(Cash millionaire, yo, yo)
Got to blow

Richer the richest
We certified gettin' it CM, YM, Cash Money
Higher the ceiling, fly like a bird
Hit the Gucci and later get served

We smoked out no roof on it
Them people passin', so we 'em
Ballin' out, we the cash on deck
and the Bentleys on the V Set

Louie lens iced up the black diamonds
Car of the year, Ferrari, the new
No lie, I'm higher than I ever
rich, born uptown, born to win

Fully loaded, 6 Benz
paint, foreign lights with my bitch in
Born hustlin', too big, nigga, to me up
Can't me, more money, burn 'em up

They can't help it, and I can't 'em
Since I got famous, but bitch, I got money to
I'm it in
these bills fall all over your skin

I got money to oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh

When I get paid every 24 hours, and the power
Come to VIP and get a shower
I don't have to worry because ours
And I got a big of Mary Jane's flowers

That kush, I promise my doobie
We don't smoke Reggie Bush
And I'm with two women, make you a second look
We like champagne bottles, but we never shook
And we be alright if we put Drake on every hook

They can't help it, and I blame 'em
I got famous, but bitch, I got money to blow
I'm it in
Letting these fall all over your skin

I got money to oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got to blow oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Got money to