Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this 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 throw this money while you do it with no hands
drop it to the floor
I the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to throw this

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can beat
And skeet
Long she don't care
she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a
D.J. this my song
So I'ma make it
Bud, want it yea
Blowin' it I don't care
Dresses everywhere
Got my partner Roscoe, bruh
I'm drunk as hell, you tell?
Booze help me hit them steps
I'm fuckin', I'm tryna hit the hotel
With two that swallow me
Take dick while swallow
Pay Moscato got her
Aye you got me in a
take off yo pants
Pussy pop on her
You got me
Please me a fan damn!

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

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She look ma' no hands
She said ma' no hands
And no darling I dance
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with
I think I deserve a
I'm a bad
Gon' ask mothafuckas
A handsome 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 'cause of all haze
blow my high, let me shine
Drumma' on the beat, let me take my
Nigga want beef we can it outside
for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I no bitches, just sweat out weaves
our tracks, let me do my thing
I got sixteen, for this thing
But, I'm done, let me get back to it
Whole lotta loud, and a little
Whole lotta money, big tip I
I put her on the train, engine could, bitch

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

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
niggas tippin' good
Girl but I can make it (I can)
I walk around
With pockets bigger that are my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
That's all my haters say
My pockets on overload
My rain never
No to elaborate
Most just exaggerate
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday nigga
Ducks might get a chance after me, I'm ballin'
Like I'm off of free throws
Cause the of the game
No cheat codes Lambo,
No street code and your booty got me lost like
Go, go, go g-gon' and do yo
And, I'ma this money
While you do it wit' no (Go on!)

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