Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to track bitch!)

Girl the way movin'
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon lose dem
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it no hands
Girl it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and watch you
And I'll proceed to throw this

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

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

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said look ma' no
She said look ma' no
And no I don't dance
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm Waka
I think I deserve a
I'm a bad
ask some mothafuckas
A young mothafucka'
I sling that wood I nun chuck 'em
And, who you wit' and, what's yo
And, you not hear boo, I'm
And, D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my eyes red of all that haze
blow my high, let me shine
Drumma' on the beat, let me my time
Nigga want beef we can it outside
Fight for what broad, these ain't mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, just sweat out
our tracks, let me do my thing
I got sixteen, for this 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, little engine could,

Girl the way movin'
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no
drop it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to throw this

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
Them tippin' good
Girl but I can make it (I can)
Cause I around
With pockets that are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
That's all my haters say
My stuck on overload
My never evaporates
No to elaborate
Most just exaggerate
But, I'ma get money
Everyday stuntin'
Ducks might get a chance after me, bitch I'm
I'm comin' off of free throws
Cause the of the game
No codes Lambo, Roscoe
No street code and booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma throw money
you do it wit' no hands (Go on!)

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