Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean

Got you rolling papers, got you papers
Got you rolling papers, got you papers
the bullshit
Got you rolling papers, got you (uh)

Can't do it average, you and savage
Makin' niggas do
my phone, you be on a jet
Roll my spliffs, send me pics every now and
When we met, I admit, I was just after sex
you not to look for results, but trust the process
Plus, you got paper, ain't no nonsense
Smoke from the bong intense, she with you, she over it
Faded but focused, I stay
Hit me up, the case closed, I leave the gate
Know what's good, your say "Ocean"
Put you on to the things
Now when you see designer, you your composure
a text, say she comin' over
I have to send a car, she get her own
she ain't been sober
No panties on, you ain't needin' Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
Hittin' notes, hit the
Leave the

You know
you do to me lately
I got so much for ya
you to know
How much that I with you, oh
You don't
you do to me lately
Wanna one up for ya
Want you to come to the of the club
some love to a real one (uh)

Netflix and long spliffs
Hit it once, she what the difference is
My bottom bitch even trip
She see me with other
She hardly drink, but for me, take a sip
Do what you do to pay your rent
Only party with lame niggas at they
I'm talking good weed, and shrimp
runnin' off of styles that they ain't invent
Tried to grab a towel to hide the scent
You the kush all through the vent
Go the hallways looking innocent
I've a gangster and a gentleman
Talk to the and not no middlemen
Is you it or against it?
make a decision
Smoke a pound a day, eliminate the
I'm that nigga, that nigga
Past and present
You look
I need a badder to complement you

You know
What you do to me
I got so much for ya
you to know
How much I fuck with you, oh
You know
What you do to me
Wanna one up for ya
you to come to the back of the club
Show some love to a one

It's a gang thing, it's a gang
It's a gang thing, a gang thing
Don't do me that
I'm a too

Everywhere we go
We it by the 0
The K.K., the