Luyện nghe bài hát Polo Polo Polo Remix

(Mr. Arrogant)
Polo, Polo, Polo, Big my logo.
Double horse or solo, but association a No-go.
If i say i'm in polo,
Not just the shirt, i'm head to toe.
Hat, Tie, Jeans, Slacks, Draws, and Shorts.
Dont forget my and socks.
Cause if i Polo, i'm talking to the floor.
I'm a fool, (i Swear!)
So you can catch me in them colors.
Pastels, them colors.
Them i dont it if they got it colors.
Spent Two Eighty for the Sweater.
Didn't really need it, this weather.
it for the closet, makes my collection better.
Or should i call it a stable?
but thoroughbreads at my table.
Fooley when we hit the scene.
I'm in them polo shades they've seen.
Fresh linnen on a beach scene.
They pics, i was built for fame.
ass bracelet, icy ring. (Bling)
And a watch.
so big they call it "Clock".
Diamond stud in my
I been doing for years.
So i dont hear no hatin' just give me my props.
(First Place!)
I dont wanna hear no just give me my props.
(First Place!)

(Victory)
I got Red, white, blue, and green.
Sharp as a tack, if you touch me you bleed.
Step aside with your fashion, you're like me
I'm in a Polo Button-Down, you in a funky T.
You got the nerves, to talk bad me.
And you even "A" list, nigga you a see.
I done heard about ya shows, you aint out seats.
You rap about hoes, we see you with a freak.
Hold up, Hold Up, get back to my gear.
I'm fresh 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 nigga ballin', five cars.
Catch me in ya shinning like five stars.
times 3, victory got bars.
This the hottest remix you heard thus far! (Ft.Worth!).

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

(Young Dro)
Polo on my socks, hold up, on my feet.
Nigga, nigga you aint me, you aint this street.
Hold up, ass nigga, but shhh, ima clean this beat.
Nigga in heat, Pow pow, take it off the saftey then the coroner be bringing in meat.
talk shit cheap,
pocket rocket 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 trying to fuck Oprah.
around nigga get roasted.
In i'm the coldest,
taking ya cause i'm the oldest.
She want half, she want my whole dick. Turn Up!

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