Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean

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

do it average, you cool and savage
Makin' niggas do
my phone, you be on a jet
Roll my spliffs, send me pics now and then
When we met, I could admit, I was after sex
you not to look for results, but trust the process
Plus, you got your paper, no nonsense
Smoke from the bong intense, when she you, she over it
but focused, I stay posted
Hit me up, the case closed, I the gate open
what's good, your chain say "Ocean"
Put you on to the finer
Now you see designer, you keep your composure
Send a text, say she over
I don't have to a car, she get her own
'Cause she been sober
No on, you ain't needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
Hittin' notes, hit the
the roach

You know
you do to me lately
I got so much for ya
you to know
How that I fuck with you, oh
You know
you do to me lately
Wanna one up for ya
Want you to to the back of the club
Show love to a real one (uh)

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

You don't
you do to me lately
I got so love for ya
Want you to
How that I fuck with you, oh
You don't
you do to me lately
Wanna one up for ya
you to come to the back of the club
Show love to a real one

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

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