Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin On You Remix

I swear to God, boy my girl this song
It has that joe

we go

Hey lil
keep you
and fuck these otha hoes dey got on you
hey these otha cant do what i do
here she give me head her face turn blue
yeah-yeah-yeah my girl here she go hard
she aint by you niqqas she aint even stuntin yall
And in 5 more shell be comin out dem drawers
and my 8'9
da-da-damn tall
heard you workin with yo boyfriend couldnt get it
why settle for malt when you cud have better
arguin all the time, damn i you fed up
big poppin tell homey get his bread up
And this bow, you talkin to a prince
i let my money speak but i talk sense,
look i talk dollaz shawty im on fire
girlfriends im a young frankie lymon
she know i like to
yep im a
she went " from a mazda to ridin in a head "
i took her outta hooters, man she aint gotta
ass so big, its fallen out ha
face like Halle, like Alicia,
this a perfect picture call it Mona
All my boys her, let her meet my mother
black card bound no visa or
stains in my sheets, this girl gets wet
sweatin all , bow loves sloppy sex
shoe game proper, bad crazy
want a real niqqa, well here i go
she hotter than the sun no hill baby
to ya love, i dash like Stacy
i seen alotta women but like yo kind
i dont trick but yo ass to fine
walk a model, got hella swagga
her like groceries,i knew i had to bag her
told her the rock, i came to lay a smack down
i talkn laptop , she know i put my mac down
you - nothin on you baby

i had fun with dis
cause i cud do shit

for the
i im just fuckin off in the studios
had some time niqqa