Luyện nghe bài hát O.M.G.

He got a chance with a bitch like me
He ain't rich enough, enough (No)
Calls need to stop he ain't 'bout the guap
I ain't picking up, up
Y'all little hoes can't sit by the
You ain't thick enough, thick
Weave so and the pussy so wet
eat it up eat it up

(x2)
Oh My God, this different
Oh My God, slippers
Oh My God, my vicious
Oh My God, hurt yo feelings

What's the difference between me and (Who?)
1200 dollars shoes (Ooh!)
I know the facts will you feel a way
Took three years off and i'm still (Uh huh!)
the difference between yours and mine
Credit cards that don't decline (No bitch!)
It's overpriced but I don't mind
I spent 1000 dollars on a of wine

mathematicians tryna split the tab
Bitch you know you shouldn't ate the
purse but you kept the tag
Bitch you know you finna it back
Tit for tat you get the bag
You pussy fat, you know waist snatched
I'm in the quarter with the ceiling cracked
Why you in feelings?
I ain't feeling (Naah!)

Ain't no thing you could offer me
If he hit it then you know he won the
Imma keep him if he eating no cutlery
Pardon me, i'm too
I them tickets, ain't talking citations
then i switch up locations
Got no further fucks, so ask for donations (Woo!)
get your bag up
Talk shit

Oh My God, this different
Oh My God, Gucci
Oh My God, my vicious
Oh My God, might yo feelings

Oh My God
bitch ever!