Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Sign

Hey girl, I'mma tell you a little story this thing called fucking
Hey girl, I'mma tell you a little story this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your head Cassie
I be counting this
You can get freaky you're rolling my Cali

in the Fontainebleau
4 or 5 of them bitches couldn't to you
I could it all, then spend a night with you
But I got too much of it, I'm just a flight
She a baller, we shopping for the same brands
hard but they all call up 'bout our first name
I'ma change the bitch last
Don't hear stories about your last lame
We sippin' syrup in the lane
Wide-body Phantom, lower than your prom date
I seen a in the 9th grade
Swerve up on a bitch and I say

Hey girl, lemme tell you a story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a sign
We can make it nasty, shave head like Cassie
I be counting this
You can get freaky while rolling my Cali

We turn into the book of
and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up
I eat your pussy your legs up
Front to back, side to side, I blow all in your butt
She say my life is like a true
One time for Buddy Roe nigga still ridin'
So I her like I'm locked up
For every soldier that's boxed up
Home boy snake fuck nigga
Then time to cut him off, you can't fuck with him
bitches like a gift to me
So I love the pussy that she to me

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a story 'bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a sign
Lay you on your back, got legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave head like Cassie
I be counting this
You can get freaky while you're rolling my

She in love on the first date
Know I'm getting in the worst way
I'm the talk at all the shops
And you the one them hoes gossip
you know I keep the pistol in her mouth
Fuck her her shoes on all around the house
Sometimes we talk and we cry
Both make and we both lie
Had a seizure driving and she took the wheel
me to my mom's and she foot the bill
Type of bitch that I would for
or take a bullet, nigga, even die for her

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little 'bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace
We can make it nasty, shave your head like
I be counting this
You can get freaky while rolling my Cali