Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean

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

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

You know
you do to me lately
I got so love 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 come to the back of the
Show some to a real one (uh)

Netflix and extra spliffs
Hit it once, she what the difference is
My bottom bitch don't even
She see me with chicks
She hardly drink, but for me, she'll a sip
Do you gotta do to pay your rent
Only party with lame niggas at expense
I'm talking good weed, steak and
Niggas runnin' off of styles that they ain't
to grab a towel just to hide the scent
You the kush all through the vent
Go through the hallways innocent
been a gangster and a gentleman
Talk to the and not no middlemen
Is you with it or it?
Please a decision
Smoke a pound a day, the competition
I'm that nigga, that nigga
Past and tenses
You look
I need a badder to complement you

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

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

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