Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this bitch!)

Girl the way you're
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon lose dem
I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I the way yo booty go
All I to do is sit back, and watch you move
And I'll to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And skeet
Long she don't care
she walk she get stares
Brown or a yellow-bone
D.J. my favorite song
So I'ma it thunderstorm
Bud, it Flocka yea
Blowin' fuck it I don't
flyin' everywhere
Got my partner Roscoe, like
I'm as hell, can't you tell?
Booze help me hit them fifteen
I'm fuckin', well I'm hit the hotel
With two girls that me
Take this dick swallow
Pay got her freaky
Aye you got me in a
Please take off yo
Pussy pop on her
You got me
pass me a fan damn!

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She look ma' no hands
She look ma' no hands
And no darling I don't
And, I'm Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I I deserve a chance
I'm a bad
ask some mothafuckas
A young mothafucka'
I sling that wood I just nun 'em
And, who you wit' and, yo name?
And, you not boo, I'm Wale
And, D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my red 'cause of all that haze
Don't blow my high, let me
Drumma' on the beat, let me my time
want beef we can take it outside
Fight for what broad, these hoes mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, sweat out weaves
Where our tracks, let me do my
I got sixteen, for Roscoe thing
But, I'm done, let me get back to it
Whole loud, and a little backwood
Whole lotta money, big tip I
I put her on the train, engine could, bitch

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
Them niggas tippin'
Girl but I can it flood (I can)
Cause I around
With bigger that are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, rain go
That's what all my say
My stuck on overload
My rain never
No to elaborate
Most studies just
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday stuntin'
Ducks might get a chance after me, I'm ballin'
Like I'm comin' off of free
the head of the game
No cheat Lambo, Roscoe
No street and your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma this money
you do it wit' no hands (Go on!)