Luyện nghe bài hát Planes

This one goes out to all worldwide
Let that play ass nigga be your guide
As we go on a with playa hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive
And lame mo'fuckers can survive

Catch me rollin' through the
with the top off
Man, my whip so big you in it
Fuck around and get
Told my bitch to let her down
What this costs
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that right now
I hope it tall, no

I can put you in the Mile Club, what's up?
take a trip
Have you read "The World Is Yours"
On a

her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky a plane
Let me guard that, I'm the
nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On your knees in Prada's
Makin' freaky shit up out her

Get baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we up
we land we can roll out
Show you you ain't know about
Tonight we be takin' off flight a camera to show out
I got you in the air, your in the air
How it up here?
You can as loud as you want, loud as you can
And ain't gonna hear it

you like it better
If I hit the west
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life now
I it ain't tall, no

I can put you in the Mile High Club, up?
take a trip
Have you ever read "The Is Yours"
On a

Tell her be free, baby, spread your
Got legs in the sky like a plane
Let me that, I'm the pilot
Can't nobody see you 30 thousand
On your knees in them
freaky shit come up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, to go up
Lovin' the of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't know (Cole World)
Tonight we be off flight with a camera to show out

I got it, I got it, I got it,
You need a nigga that's gonna come and dig you out
You need a nigga that you is not gon' run his mouth
You need a when he done probably gon' put you out
You need a that's gon' put it in your mouth
Dick so big it's a foot is in yo' mouth
And you ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo'
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you
Both graduated so fuck keepin' it
Look, they me in the Chi like MJ
They love me in the Chi like
No nigga could block, not Dikembe
Compared to Cole, boy, softer than a sofa
And so far my new so fire, nigga, check my profile
Who you make waves in a low tide?
Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she ours
Nigga, little brown liquor in my
Pretty brown in my bed
Been a long time I had to ask for head
So God don't make me beg
But I if I need to 'cause for real, girl, I need you
I could put you on a flight, we take off tonight
If you of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you (Cole)

I can put you in the Mile High Club, up?
take a trip
Have you ever read "The Is Yours"
On a