Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Sign

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

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

Hey girl, lemme you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace
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 money
You can get freaky you're rolling my Cali

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

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little '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 your wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your head like
I be counting money
You can get freaky you're rolling my Cali

She fell in on the first date
I'm getting money in the worst way
I'm the talk at all the barber
And you the one hoes gossip 'bout
you know I keep the pistol in her mouth
Fuck her with her shoes on all the house
Sometimes we and we both cry
make mistakes and we both lie
Had a seizure once driving and she took the
Flew me to my mom's and she the bill
of bitch that I would ride for
Give or take a bullet, nigga, die for her

Hey girl, lemme tell you a story 'bout 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 like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your like Cassie
I be counting money
You can get freaky while you're rolling my