Luyện nghe bài hát Polo Polo Polo Remix

(Mr. Arrogant)
Polo, Polo, Polo, Big my logo.
Double horse or solo, but that a No-go.
If i say i'm in polo,
Not the shirt, i'm talking 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 neon colors.
Pastels, them colors.
Them i dont want it if got it colors.
Spent Two for the Olympic Sweater.
Didn't really need it, this weather.
Bought it for the closet, my collection 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.
polo 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 stud in my
I been this for years.
So i wanna hear no hatin' just give 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.
Sharp as a tack, if you me you gone bleed.
Step aside with your fashion, you're nothing me
I'm in a Polo Button-Down, you in a funky T.
You got the nerves, to bad about me.
And you aint even "A" list, you a see.
I done heard ya shows, you aint selling out seats.
You rap hoes, we aint see you with a freak.
up, Hold Up, Lets get back to my gear.
I'm dead looking like the man of the year.
Polo on my back, a fact, get it clear.
I'm at the steak-house toasting to the life, Cheers
I'm just a yound nigga ballin', cars.
me in ya city shinning like five stars.
Polo times 3, got bars.
the hottest remix you done heard thus far! (Ft.Worth!).

(French Montanna)
You can ask the bad i be in that.
Young fly millionaires we done that.
nigga posted 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 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 bitch bald headed, Polamalu.

(Young Dro)
Polo on my socks, up, polo on my feet.
Nigga, nigga you aint me, you aint this street.
Hold up, Dirty ass nigga, but shhh, ima this beat.
Nigga bringing in heat, Pow pow, take it off the saftey then the be bringing in meat.
talk shit cheap,
pocket rocket you out ya seat.
Polo i be rockin to the T, they be to the T.
I am not soba in a roba, this shit 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 around get roasted.
In i'm the coldest,
taking ya broad 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 table for a baby.
thousand for a verse 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 over there, where, oh, hoe look 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.
Know Olivia Pope, just tha dope.
Red rag around my like rambo.
Nigga living good, good enough to buy my bitch some new Vuitton sandals.
Nigga struttin through toxic, 25 hoes when i walk through motherfucker mando.
Spent Two Hundred in the club, put the receipt on the ground, motherfucker that's a lambo.
(Yeah!) Get you a new of vinegar 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 Lauren, but i got to roll my weed first, Polo!