Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to track bitch!)

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 throw this while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I the way yo booty 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 beat
And skeet
hair she don't care
When she she get stares
skin or a yellow-bone
D.J. my favorite song
So I'ma it thunderstorm
Bud, want it yea
Blowin' it I don't care
Dresses flyin'
Got my partner Roscoe, like
I'm as hell, can't you tell?
Booze help me hit fifteen steps
I'm fuckin', I'm tryna hit the hotel
With two girls swallow me
Take dick while swallow
Pay got her freaky
Aye you got me in a
take off yo pants
Pussy pop on her
You got me
pass me a fan damn!

Girl the way you're
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 the way yo booty go
All I to do is sit back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw cash

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said look ma' no
She said ma' no hands
And no darling I don't
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with
I I deserve a chance
I'm a bad
ask some mothafuckas
A young mothafucka'
I sling wood I just nun chuck 'em
And, who you and, what's yo name?
And, you not boo, I'm Wale
And, that D.C. I rep all day
And, my eyes red 'cause of all that
Don't blow my high, let me
Drumma' on the beat, let me my time
Nigga want beef we can it outside
Fight for broad, these hoes ain't 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 this Roscoe
But, I'm almost done, let me get to it
lotta loud, and a little backwood
Whole money, big tip I would
I put her on the train, little could, bitch

the way you're 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 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 proceed to throw this cash

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty upgrade from (please)
Them niggas good
Girl but I can it flood (I can)
Cause I walk
With pockets bigger are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
That's what all my say
My stuck on overload
My rain evaporates
No need to
studies just exaggerate
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday nigga
Ducks might get a chance me, bitch I'm ballin'
I'm comin' off of free throws
Cause the head of the
No cheat codes Lambo,
No street code and your booty got me lost like
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, throw this money
While you do it wit' no (Go on!)

the way you're 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 you do it with no hands
drop 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 this cash