Luyện nghe bài hát O.M.G.

He ain't got a chance a bitch like me
He rich enough, rich enough (No)
Calls need to stop he ain't calling the guap
I picking up, picking up
Y'all little can't sit by the pool
You ain't thick enough, thick
so long 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 between me and you? (Who?)
1200 dollars shoes (Ooh!)
I know the facts will make you a way
Took three off and i'm still paid (Uh huh!)
What's the difference yours and mine
Credit that just don't decline (No bitch!)
It's overpriced but I still mind
I spent 1000 on a glass 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 take it back
Tit for tat you get the bag
You know fat, you know waist snatched
I'm in the quarter mill the ceiling cracked
Why you in feelings?
I ain't feeling (Naah!)

Ain't no fucking thing you could me
If he hit it then you know he won the
Imma keep him if he with no cutlery
Pardon me, i'm too
I them tickets, ain't talking citations
then i switch up locations
Got no further fucks, so don't ask for (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!