Luyện nghe bài hát O.M.G.

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

(x2)
Oh My God, shit different
Oh My God, Gucci
Oh My God, my wrist
Oh My God, might yo feelings

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

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

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