Luyện nghe bài hát No Type

Cuz I got no type
But when I met codeine, there was love at first
Counting money all night, where the wipes?
I my Swisher Sweets, fat as fuck, with cellulite
My bitch got a wife, got me round' feeling like Dolemite
These niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of
There pockets saying vacant, and my shit occupied

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Bad bitch on my
Bad bitch on my team, just like Everdeen
Got everywhere
I got it shaking on this dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick a electric chair, lord
I got liquor, I got
And pussy ass niggas just got PMS
I don't you should see him, nor live off per diem
She just took off her clothes, and you ain't lying
She pretty like the of Frankenstein
She kill it she married to the mob
I can't let one of hoes let me down, mama
She said don't worry son I you make one
Cuz these throwing pussy like hand grenades
let it blow up in yo face
Had to buy my a barricade
And a 'K, now
in my teeth, I'm eating carrot cake
So for me to put on a fake smile
Had to buy my dick a
And a 'K, now
I got cocaine, I got
I don't do neither, except my request
She bad boys, I'm her crook in the neck
Her suicide say she love me to death
For her is so critical
And I didn't to get political
I watch her, let figure
But I don't into her snake eyes

I got no type
But I met codeine, there was love at first sprite
I been counting dirty all night, where the wipes?
I like my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, with
My bitch got a wife, got me around feeling like Dolemite
And these niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of
Their pockets saying vacant, and my saying occupied
But when I met codeine, was love at first Sprite
I counting dirty money through the night, where the wipes?
I my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, that's how you like
My bitch got a wife, got me walking around feeling like
And niggas talking crazy, and they don't get out of line
I'm sorry for the wait, til I drop Tha 5