Luyện nghe bài hát Patek Philippe (Remix)

That's what I thought you said, now let me this as a rebuttal

[Pre-Chorus: Ice
Flexing on the plug, on the plug, on the
on the plug, on the plug, on the plug
Flexing on the plug, on the plug, on the
on the plug

[Chorus: Ice
Ok my Patek, my food Philippe
Your a freak, I fuck her in the sheets
I fuck her in the sheets, I fuck her in
I her in the sheets, I fuck her in the sheets, ooh

[Verse 1: Lanez]
Tory, I fucked a bad out of starless
I told her I'ma hit it, hit my
Landed in New York City in a
'Cause I be still on the low (yo Tory)
and finessing on the plug
I hit it with bitches wanna stress it in the
up the high, all up on my next side
You bout to shake my hand, do it wit' your left side (nah)
right, she fresh up out of best eye
Diamonds VVS and we we do the SI (yo Tory)
out the coupe, drop top, I'm in the loop
It's do-do-do-do-do, bitch we ain't out a truce now

[Refrain: Ice
And I been making on the low
Stacking this bread, one hundred on the low
I be on the low
Finessing all the on the low
I be on the low
I'm the reason why these scamming on the low
Forty grand time, for a show
I think you know

Ice Baby]
Flexing on the plug, on the plug, on the
Flexing on the plug, on the plug, on the
Flexing on the plug, on the plug, on the
Flexing on the

Ice Baby]
Ok my Patek, my food Philippe
Your a freak, I fuck her in the sheets
I fuck her in the sheets, I her in sheets
I her in the sheets, I fuck her in the sheets, ooh

[Verse 2: Ice
You a lame, try it
I let it bang, I ain't
Oh you lit? that's bitch?
In my car, dick
That's your wife? that's my bitch
Give me brain, a psychic
Who Buggy? that's my

Ice Baby]
And I been making on the low
Stacking bread, one hundred grand on the low
I be on the low
all the plugs on the low
I be on the low
I'm the reason why these niggas on the low
Forty grand every time, for a
I you should know

3: Buggy]
Why you mad why you sad bitch?
Cause you mad broke, and I'm mad
And I'm man, I'm the bigger man
Stay with the four four like I'm man
what? Jigga who?
Love my white girls, and my
on my neck, call it Pikachu
Let me get at you, let me at you
And we staying the Glock
Just in we ever see an opp
Hit his head, let his rock
Hit his head, let his body
I'm Helmut Lang, I'm in my lane
Talk me, I'ma call the gang
Helmut Lang, I'm in my
Talk about me nigga, I'ma the gang, Gwalla
For my girlfriends, this is for my
And my thuggers, and my
And my

[Refrain: Ice
And I making moves on the low
Stacking this bread, one grand on the low
I be on the low
Finessing all the on the low
I be on the low
I'm the why these niggas scamming on the low
Forty grand time, for a show
I think you know

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