Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Sign

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

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

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

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

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 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 like a sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your like Cassie
I be this money
You can get freaky while you're my Cali

She in love on the first date
Know I'm getting in the worst way
I'm the at all the barber shops
And you the one them hoes gossip
Fellatio you know I keep the pistol in her
Fuck her her shoes on all around the house
we talk and we both cry
Both make mistakes and we lie
Had a seizure once driving and she the wheel
Flew me to my mom's and she 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 this thing called fucking
Hey girl, tell you a little story '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 head like Cassie
I be this money
You can get freaky while you're my Cali