Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Little Lady

(Chorus - Quavo)
Pretty lil lady, lil
I tried to put her on but she made it
Pretty lil lady, lil
And she got her own, she don't need a ni**a
Little lady, you're so
Pretty lil lady, so pretty
Pretty lil and she got her own
lil lady you know she got her own

(Verse 1 - Quavo)
Pretty lady, she got her own
And she single, she and grown with no babies
I really wanna take little mama home and go
But she let me, I can't do nothing but respect it
She know the work from Monday through she earned it
She don't care about my money, I sip my tea like
She don't care bout them hunnids she em out the purses
Yo bi**h I'm the dab king I her like a virgin?
She say she got a 9-5 I know bi**h serving
It's none of my business I worry
But if you got a and you working for him
Imma shoot that ni**a, Quavo Curry

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(Verse 2 0 Offset)
your business don't put me in it
I know the truth you not
She got excited by my
Hop in my Lambo f**k her, we speak again
She didn't know I was a
Pick up the front and in every weekend
Gotta tell the truth shawty be
Pull up on you in the with Aston
Her stomach so fat like she
Look at that ass it's
Go get money lil bitty bi**h go get it
Now hop on pole and get nasty
She won't let you smash let you in it
It gotta be some type of
Oh f**k it I don't really need bi**h
She a bad bi**h, she ain't really
I beat it, I hit her but I can not one
We at the condo she the reefer
of you lie she a beater
Nasty and little mama in the fetal
Balenciega, sneakers
I trapped on the block, hotter a fever
I know she working she is not a
She f**king all these ni**a's monifa

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(Verse 3)
I know little mama she got it, no about it
But I'm to see bout it
Pulling Benjamin's out her
Looking real exotic, walking in damn!
Big booty so big it's shaped, look like an ooh!
She bending bouta make me get tackled
Wanna go to ...let her see the
Grab bout 28 folds you gon a ladder ooh!
We smoking up burning like a candle gas
her where she's from she told me Seattle
Mama in California, said her brother doing 5 years in Savannah
Got a down in Alabama
She gon let me pull up be my dancer beat it!
TV's in my phantom can the channels flex
Looking up to the sky cause its
I f**k with her pimping cause she really getting it f**k ya
No Felicia, lil mama run up a add it up
might pull up to you in Givenchy damn!
Pretty lil lady, know she
You beat the statistics you got you a car and a
So I can't you out of the trenches, nah!
gotta add me for none of my benji's
You bout ya and you mind your business
Takeoff!

(Repeat Chorus)