Luyện nghe bài hát Polo Polo Polo Remix

(Mr. Arrogant)
Polo, Polo, Polo, Big my logo.
horse or solo, but that association a No-go.
If i say i'm in polo,
Not just the shirt, i'm talking to toe.
Hat, Tie, Jeans, Slacks, Draws, and Shorts.
Dont my shoes and socks.
if i talk Polo, i'm talking to the floor.
I'm a fool, (i Swear!)
So you can catch me in neon colors.
Pastels, them colors.
Them i dont want it if got it colors.
Spent Two for the Olympic Sweater.
Didn't need it, this Texas weather.
it for the closet, makes my collection better.
Or should i call it a stable?
Nothing but at my table.
wayne when we hit the scene.
I'm in them polo shades never seen.
Fresh linnen on a beach scene.
They pics, i was built for fame.
ass bracelet, icy ring. (Bling)
And a watch.
Bezel so big call it "Clock".
Diamond in my ears
I been doing for years.
So i dont wanna hear no hatin' just me my props.
(First Place!)
I dont wanna no hatin' just give me my props.
(First Place!)

(Victory)
I got Red, white, blue, and green.
as a tack, if you touch me you gone bleed.
Step aside with fashion, you're nothing like me
I'm in a Button-Down, you in a funky White T.
You got the nerves, to bad about me.
And you aint "A" list, nigga you a see.
I done about ya shows, you aint selling out seats.
You rap about hoes, we aint see you a freak.
Hold up, Hold Up, get back to my gear.
I'm dead looking like the man of the year.
on my back, that's a fact, get it clear.
I'm at the steak-house toasting to the life, Cheers
I'm just a yound ballin', five cars.
Catch me in ya city shinning like stars.
Polo 3, victory got bars.
This the hottest you done heard thus far! (Ft.Worth!).

(French Montanna)
You can ask the bad i be in that.
Young fly we done been that.
nigga posted up with a bank roll.
Now i blow a hundred, nigga got a full.
Polo, on my sheets, on my nigga.
New crib got twenty floors nigga.
Hoppin out the with my pants saggin.
Catch ya main and we kidnap her.
Ha! You with a boss.
V12 500 horse, nigga floss.
All in it, its bout a dollar.
Ya main bitch headed, Polamalu.

(Young Dro)
Polo on my socks, hold up, on my feet.
Nigga, nigga you aint me, you aint this street.
Hold up, Dirty ass nigga, but shhh, ima clean beat.
Nigga bringing in heat, Pow pow, take it off the saftey then the be bringing in meat.
That shit cheap,
pocket knock you out ya seat.
Polo i be to the T, they be copy to the T.
I am not soba in a roba, nigga this is not kosher.
Drop top Porshe, you dry you need lotion.
me trick, i'm in motion,
I am so toated, and i'm still to fuck Oprah.
Fuck nigga get roasted.
In i'm the coldest,
taking ya broad i'm the oldest.
She don't half, she want my whole dick. Turn Up!

(The Game)
Yeah, it's baby. I'm solo baby.
Me and my baby broke up
Now i'm out living life like Yolo Baby.
I can finally put a on my instagram, come to my table for a photo baby.
Hundred thousand for a verse @ lo steez, but you can call her lo lol baby.
In the club with my new bitch, hundred thousand followers, that bitch bad as motherfucker.
My baby momma over there, where, oh, that hoe mad as a motherfucker.
Me and dro riding through the Atl,
In and out of clubs getting nothing but the
Then hit Baton Rouge, check on my nigga then catch a plane back to the stando.
Olivia Pope, just slangin tha dope.
Red rag around my like rambo.
Nigga living good, good enough to buy my bitch some new Louis sandals.
Nigga struttin through toxic, 25 hoes i walk through motherfucker that's mando.
Spent Two Hundred in the club, put the receipt on the ground, motherfucker that's a lambo.
(Yeah!) Get you a brand new of for the low low.
(yeah! Yeah!)
Leather guts the motherfucking straps on my polo.
(yeah! Yeah!)
Got a bitch so thick, the horse on my T shirt.
(yeah! Yeah!)
Bout to hit Ralph Lauren, but i got to my weed first, Polo!