Luyện nghe bài hát O.M.G.

He ain't got a chance with a like me
He ain't enough, rich enough (No)
need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap
I picking up, picking up
Y'all little can't sit by the pool
You thick enough, thick enough
Weave so long and the 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, might yo feelings

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

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

Ain't no fucking thing you could me
If he hit it then you know he won the
Imma keep him if he eating with no
me, i'm too audacious
I want them tickets, talking citations
Santortini then i switch up
Got no fucks, so don't ask for donations (Woo!)
Better get bag up
shit [???]

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

Oh My God
Biggest ever!