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 head to toe.
Hat, Tie, Jeans, Slacks, Draws, and Shorts.
forget my shoes and socks.
Cause if i Polo, i'm talking to the floor.
I'm a fool, (i Swear!)
So you can me in them neon colors.
Pastels, exotic colors.
Them i dont it if they got it colors.
Two Eighty for the Olympic Sweater.
Didn't need it, this Texas weather.
Bought it for the closet, makes my better.
Or maybe should i it a stable?
but thoroughbreads at my table.
Fooley when we hit the scene.
I'm in polo shades they've never seen.
Fresh polo linnen on a scene.
They taking pics, i was for fame.
ass bracelet, icy ring. (Bling)
And a watch.
Bezel so big call it "Clock".
Diamond in my ears
I been this for years.
So i dont wanna hear no just give me my props.
(First Place!)
I dont hear no hatin' 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.
aside with your fashion, you're nothing like me
I'm in a Polo Button-Down, you in a White T.
You got the nerves, to bad about me.
And you aint "A" list, nigga you a see.
I done heard ya shows, you aint selling out seats.
You rap about hoes, we see you with a freak.
Hold up, Up, Lets get back to my gear.
I'm dead fresh like the man of the year.
Polo on my back, a fact, get it clear.
I'm at the steak-house toasting to the good life,
I'm a yound nigga ballin', five cars.
me in ya city shinning like five stars.
Polo times 3, got bars.
This the hottest remix you done heard far! (Ft.Worth!).

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

(Young Dro)
Polo on my socks, hold up, on my feet.
Nigga, nigga you aint me, nigga you this street.
Hold up, Dirty ass nigga, but shhh, ima clean beat.
Nigga bringing in heat, Pow pow, it off the saftey then the coroner be bringing in meat.
talk shit cheap,
pocket knock you out ya seat.
i be rockin 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.
Fuck around get roasted.
In i'm the coldest,
ya broad cause i'm the oldest.
She don't half, she want my whole dick. Turn Up!

(The Game)
Yeah, Polo baby. I'm solo baby.
Me and my baby broke up
Now i'm out here living life Yolo Baby.
I can finally put a on my instagram, come to my table for a photo baby.
Hundred thousand for a just @ lo steez, but you can call her lo lol baby.
In the club with my new bitch, Five hundred thousand followers, 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 getting nothing but the bando's
Then hit Rouge, check on my nigga Boosie then catch a plane back to the stando.
Know Olivia Pope, just tha dope.
Red rag around my like rambo.
Nigga living good, good enough to buy my bitch new Louis Vuitton sandals.
Nigga struttin through toxic, 25 hoes when i walk through motherfucker mando.
Spent Two thousand 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!)
guts like the motherfucking straps on my polo.
(yeah! Yeah!)
Got a so thick, like the horse on my T shirt.
(yeah! Yeah!)
to hit Ralph Lauren, but i got to roll my weed first, Polo!