Luyện nghe bài hát O.M.G.

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

(x2)
Oh My God, this shit
Oh My God, Gucci
Oh My God, my wrist
Oh My God, might hurt yo

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

Y'all mathematicians tryna the tab
Bitch you know you ate the crab
Louis purse but you the tag
Bitch you you finna take it back
Tit for tat you get the bag
You know pussy fat, you know snatched
I'm in the quarter with the ceiling cracked
Why you in your
I ain't that (Naah!)

Ain't no thing you could offer me
If he hit it then you he won the lottery
Imma him if he eating with no cutlery
Pardon me, i'm too
I want them tickets, ain't talking
Santortini i switch up locations
Got no fucks, so don't ask for donations (Woo!)
get your bag up
Talk [???]

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

Oh My God
bitch ever!