Luyện nghe bài hát Picasso Baby

I just want a Picasso, in my
No, my
I'm a hassa, no I'm a
I'm never satisfied, knock my hustle
I wanna Rothko, no I brothel
No, I want a wife fuck me like a prostitute
make love on a million, in a dirty hotel
With the fan on the ceiling, all for the love of dealing
Floors, gold Ceilings
Oh what a feeling, it I want a billion
Jeff Koons balloons, I wanna blow up
in my condos, I wanna row of
Christie's with my missy, at the MoMA
Bacons and turkey bacons, the aroma

Oh what a
Picasso Baby, Ca Picasso
Ca ca Picasso Baby, Ca ca baby
Oh a feeling
Picasso Baby, Ca baby
Ca ca Picasso Baby, Ca ca baby

It hard to tell
I'm the new Michel
Surrounded by
My team ball
Twin Bugattis outside the Art
I just wanna live colossal
Leonardo Da Vinci
Riccardo Tisci Givenchy
See me at the Met
Vogueing on niggas
on my breath, yes
House like the or the Tate Modern
Because I be going ape at the
Oh a feeling
Aw fuck it I want a
Sleeping every night to Mona Lisa
The day version
With features
Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen
Go ahead lean on that shit
You own it

Oh what a
Baby, Ca Picasso baby
Ca ca Picasso Baby, Ca ca Picasso
Oh a feeling
Baby, Ca Picasso baby
Ca ca Picasso Baby, Ca ca Picasso

I never stuck my in the fox's box but
Damned if I ain't open box
try to slander your man
On CNN and Fox
My don't stand a chance, with cops
Even my old fans like old man just
I if I would but I can't
I'm hot, and you
I'm the man to watch, Hublot
On my hand or not
Soon I step out the
The cameras pops niggas is cool it
Till the pop
Now my on the Bible
On the stand got man in a jam, again
Got my hands in
I'm like god damn
I put the cans and they ran amok
My pierce skin, ruptures spleens
Cracks ribs, go through cribs, and things
No sympathy for the king,
even talk about your baby crazy
Eventually the swings
Don't forget America this how you me
Come with the 'Ye mask on
Spray like SAMO
I won't the Lambo
it gon take
For me to go
For you to see
I'm the day Pablo
baby