Luyện nghe bài hát Planes (Remix)

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

me rollin' through the city
Ridin' the top off
Man, my so big when you in it
Fuck around and get
Told my bitch to let her hair
What this costs
me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now
I hope it tall, no

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

Tell her be free, baby, spread wings
Got your in the sky like a plane
Let me that, I'm the pilot
Can't see you 30 thousand feet
On knees in them Prada's
freaky shit come up out her

Get high baby one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we up
When we land we can out
Show you somethin' you know about
Tonight we be takin' off flight a camera to show out
I got you in the air, body in the air
How it up here?
You can scream as loud as you want, as you can
And nobody gonna hear it

Would you like it
If I hit the west
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life now
I hope it tall, no

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

Tell her be free, baby, spread your
Got your legs in the sky like a
Let me that, I'm the pilot
nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On knees in them Prada's
Makin' shit come up out her

Get high baby roll one, nine, 'bout to go up
Lovin' the of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
we land we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't about (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 over and dig you out
You need a nigga you know is not gon' run his mouth
You need a nigga when he done probably put you out
You need a nigga gon' put it in your mouth
Dick so big like a foot is in yo' mouth
And you ain't babysitting, but my all on yo' couch
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you
Both graduated so keepin' it classy
Look, they love me in the Chi MJ
They me in the Chi like Oprah
No nigga could block, not even
Compared to Cole, boy, softer than a sofa
And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, my profile
Who you know make waves in a low
yo' bitch, now she both ours
Nigga, little brown in my liver
Pretty brown in my bed
a long time since I had to ask for head
So God don't make me beg
But I will if I need to 'cause for real, girl, I you
I could put you on a flight, we could off tonight
If you scared of heights, shit I got a I could feed you (Cole)

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